Hawk
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Listened to it 10X today. Getting psyched up, leaving on a road trip tomorrow to meet some Indians.
Got a bad feeling about this but it's all set.
Depression hit over the winter. Happens sometimes, combination of lack of exercise and sunlight, methinks. Aloof, not expressing myself properly. Appeared sensitive? Someone here said I was being too sensitive in email, and posters thought I left because of something posted. I was just feeling shitty, my departure happened to coincide with the sister thing. Open thread, read, scroll, post. Got to me. For those of you thinking I left over insults,you might remember the very gay pic I did handcuffed to a slice of Bread. Why the fuck would I do something like that if I cared so much about what posters are going to say? Think about it. Been riding the bike, lifting weights and feeling the rays from the big orange blob in the sky. Works better than happy pills.
Mudcat, temperatures are soaring. Be on the lookout for you-know-who sitting outside on the apartment grounds. Click. We haven't forgotten...
Strippers aren't right. Me as a naive young pup with buddy getting pics taken with a travlling duo at the (in)famous Pink Panther. Notice where they keep their hands. They don't want you to grab their pussy. Ten years ago I lived with a stripper for several months. We didn't meet at a club and I never went there when she was working, but through her and her stripper friends who would come over, I got to know the inner mind of a stripper. It's not a good thing.
Bread:
She's single and likes beaches. Lots of beaches in Florida. If you cross paths and make a move, piece of advice for ya. Don't stare at her tits. If she catches you (anything more than 1.5 seconds is a leer/stare), you stand zero chance of getting to know her. And despite being shy, she'll also prolly tell you to fuck off.
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