Sunday, May 3, 2009

P is for Naive

I was going to say postmortem, but it's not even worth it. I think I would be capable of missing the subtext if it was written 20 feet high on a billboard. You want to do it again, but in a month or so???? I don't think so.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not sad or disappointed or anything like that, so condolences or pitying looks are certainly not required. Mutual fun was had by all. I'm just... resigned. Oh, and constantly amazed by what men consider "fit". Har. They sure don't have any self-image problems, do they? I'll see your beer belly and raise you a C-section and two breast-fed babies.

BTW? Small dick. Very.

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