this is exactly what im always talking about

yea cuz everybody knows, do you?

in 2011 i puked two bottles of rosé deep deep into the east river from the brooklyn bridge as a tourist. and that’s what started all of this. nerdism lives only in museums now. get some red.

aunt jemimah come and tickle your taint in the morning

sounds like a regular gentleman

president faust?

theyre trying to nut me

hack

i would think anyone would hate to be an any kind of zone that did not involve masterbation no? i mean if “im in the zone” that pretty much exclusively means that im wacking off, no doubt prodigiously. i find no sadness in this.