Finally swimming to the moon....
Shed it all in the garage.
Confessed to my neighbor that everynight I'm in that cement stable stripped to the bone, humping the planets in Warrior 2, balancing on my toes and licking the plastic off the floor. She smiled from the audience. Maybe now I'll get invited to a 4th of july party or a neighborly bris.
Swimming with the Claremont kids was very titilating. It's nice to feel ones college education at work while grinding for some 17 year olds on a coffee table. I was a PERFORMANCE STUDIES MAJOR, you see.
Small completions make me feel like an adult with a kazoo in my shorts. It's thrilling to speak to people. My mouth hurts from saying I LOVE YOU.
OW OW OW!!!!!!!!
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