caviar on crackerjacks. I’m inflated

caviar on crackerjacks.

I’m inflated and frozen today. Work is a steaming pile of horse dongle, complete with tapeworms.

Now I will go juggle until my arms are sore and my legs numb from bending to pick up clubs. DAMNIT! I forgot a t-shirt today. I’ll be juggling bare-chested. I’m so hot.

One Reply to “caviar on crackerjacks. I’m inflated”

  1. whoo! *whistles*

    nah. somehow catcalling just doesn’t work as well over the internet.

    Mon 22:10

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