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I ain't talking about prostitutes here boys and girls.
I'm talking about sleazy women.

The kinda girl ya meet and ya can go straight to talking about fuckin right after ya get the greeting out of the way.
The kinda girl that a pat on her ass and a nipple tweak is a sign of endearment.

Saying "blow me" isn't an insult and she'll swallow or take a facial afterwards.


Yes. That type of whore.

God, I love 'em....

It's a miracle that it even exists.

From plants dying off in the winter only to come back anew in the Spring to that first beautiful cry a new born makes at it's debut in this world, it never ceases to amaze me.

Just stopping and taking a minute out of my busy day produces new fascinations. Every so often I make a point to sit on my swing, look out over the lake while smoking a joint and just take in everything around me....and reflect.

The birds...

I think this stuff has a vendetta out on me I need to pray to that big Oh Ya! pitcher guy to stop the koolaid madness.
Anyone ever hear of invisible Koolaid it looks like water ?
Well, I made some for the kids yesterday and I made a gallon of the stuff in a gallon water jug.

Storm made me coffee this morning and used the "water" he found in the fridge.
I took a sip and I can say it was the most heinously unique palate experience I've had to date....

So one of the hubby's old friends came up to the house the other day. I knew we hadn't seen or heard from him in a while, BUT didn't know WHY. Hubby later tells me the Story..,

(For story purposes we will call him John (The Friend)
John was at a party. Met a girl. She tells him she is 17. They end up making out & exchange phone numbers. The Next day, one of his buddies tells him that , that Girl is ACTUALLY 13!

So John calls the Girl, wants to know why she...