Nothing like waking up to find some guy staring at your tits. It would have been different if I'd brought the guy here myself, but I didn't.
He looked familiar though, so that was a plus.
Why does it take so fucking long for the coffee to do it's fucking thing? And where are my pop tarts? Who ate my fucking pop tarts?
So what was the strange dude doing looking at my tits? I'll have to let you know after he can talk again. I left him clutching his nuts and groaning on the bedroom floor. Only reason I didn't kill him was he had his clothes on.
That, or I might have brought him home last night and just can't remember it. That has happened before.
Fuck it. It's too fucking early in the day to think.
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Well, it is impolite to stare, isn't it?
You fucking got that right Scorp.
So?
Does he recover?
Hey Rhet. Yeah, he recovered. But Spaz won't when I get my hands on him.
Blogging? You're fucking blogging?
That guy paid good money for you Mick, you shouldn't have sent his nuts into space.
Spaz! Get the fuck off my blog! I know why you aren't saying this shit to me in person ya coward!
Who said Spaz was responsible?
Horndog, I find you're the one that sold me I'm gonna surgically remove your nuts.
Hey Raz, why didn't you tell me you had a blog? I had to hear about it from Spin. :(
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