Mr. Topp? Can I call you Carrot? Oh. Mr. Topp, I'd write an open letter to you, but Henry has already said it better than I ever could.via Fabulon
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Me, in a nutsack. I mean shell.
- Michael
- Ohio, United States
- I'm a simple guy. I like y'all, but don't tell me you're a "people person", OK? Also, if you tell me you are "straight-acting", I'll still be polite (Grandma Betsy lives on in me), but we'll be through. I read. I can love you if you don't read much, but if you read really bad shit, then I may not be able to love you. I'm liberal. Way. Who doesn't enjoy a nice trip (or a nice piece of fish)? I've traveled some, and I'll arrange my life so that I always can. Old people, babies (in their case, I think it's because my head/body ratio is similar), and your mother dig me (probably more than you do), and I'm OK with that. Know that if I am into you, I'll be amenable to just about anything. He'll be a lucky man who I aim to please. I'm aiming just thinking about you.
Animike
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those little wheelie ab-rollers are great, tho. that's how Pirate got his washboard!
I do something similar with a bar at the gym, but my abs, though still present, are currently sheathed in a layer of protective fat.
Someone (www.troublespots.wordpress.com) told me just the other day that the kids are calling the six-pack ridges "cum-gutters" these days. Crude? Hot? Both?
Please don't connect the scary clown and 'cum gutters', even if only peripherally. My dispostition cannot take this kind of abuse.
Still kinda fragile from the old lady chocha. I feel ya.
Exactly, it's been a tough week.
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