If you uh, live in the area and get one of these under your door – pay no attention. It doesn’t concern you. Well, maybe some of you…
What a wonderful Sunday Funday! My sweet daughter spent the entire day with me. We rolled out around noon and headed into town. We worked up a hunger having traveled a quarter of a mile downtown, so we stopped by Star Market to pick up some snacks. But I think those Cheetos were old because they tasted funny and caused me to shit my pants right in front of the Quality Inn. So Tammy, being the most clever dyke daughter ever… she snuck me into their pool area to rinse off. (I’m not sure if she did it to spare me the embarrassment or to spare herself the stink, riding downwind from me. )Then we headed home to catch the last 4 hours of the Cagney and Lacey marathon while devouring Chinese take out. I’m feeling a rumble in my bowels again. Uh oh.
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With my gf having moved out money’s been tight at the homestead. It ain’t cheap owning property in P-Town. Anyways, I picked myself up a 2nd job 3 evenings a week. I’m in a hot hole heaven waxing beavers for a living! The boss warned me to never mix business with pleasure, but goddamn do you know how hard it is not to stick my finger in there?!