When I was 16 I went bushwalking with some friends and we got so lost we wound up in someone's backyard and had to knock on the door to ask for directions back to camp.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Manhunt
It's 3:16am. Went to a straight club tonight....
The men in the male model competition had totally hot bods. The guy brave enough to wear a speedo won, of course. Those men needed to give me a cuddle.
On the down side, who knew you could fit so many slappers in one place? I thought there was a law or something against that. In case they imploded, like a black hole, in a shower of vagina-revealing mini-skirts and fishnet stockings. When the density of mole-ness gets too great the laws of physics collapse and space and time fall in on themselves, in shock over the affront to good taste.
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