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Here’s a thread about what we all got up to today. I can't help sticking my nose into everyone else's business. So, skip the small talk—just give me a few lines or a whole manifesto.
Where did your mind wander today regarding your ex? Maybe you were picturing them at the intersection of Gajeve and Katančić streets at 3 AM, selling themselves under Clouseau's balloon while waiting for some desperate loser with a tiny ego? Or maybe you ate some sketchy fish and now your stomach is doing backflips, giving you diarrhea on a legendary, Pompeii-level scale? Did you spend the day wandering through some bright, flashy mall, hunting for a sense of home that just isn't there? Did you curse out some lady who shoved her way onto the bus, making you miss your stop? Did you deal with someone's bullshit and, thanks to your incredible bladder control, climb onto a roof in downtown Chicago and pee on pedestrians, hoping they'd just think it was raining? Did you step on a cat? Were you at the grocery store pestering the clerk about the exact ingredients in the multigrain bread?
I absolutely trashed myself with booze last night. It was then that I truly realized the greatness of Šeksov and his culture of selfless, altruistic alcoholism. Then I hit the sack, and I've spent the entire day lying around, jerking off about five times. I even dedicated one of those sessions to some girl on this forum who posts pictures in that amateur thread.
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Where did your mind wander today regarding your ex? Maybe you were picturing them at the intersection of Gajeve and Katančić streets at 3 AM, selling themselves under Clouseau's balloon while waiting for some desperate loser with a tiny ego? Or maybe you ate some sketchy fish and now your stomach is doing backflips, giving you diarrhea on a legendary, Pompeii-level scale? Did you spend the day wandering through some bright, flashy mall, hunting for a sense of home that just isn't there? Did you curse out some lady who shoved her way onto the bus, making you miss your stop? Did you deal with someone's bullshit and, thanks to your incredible bladder control, climb onto a roof in downtown Chicago and pee on pedestrians, hoping they'd just think it was raining? Did you step on a cat? Were you at the grocery store pestering the clerk about the exact ingredients in the multigrain bread?
I absolutely trashed myself with booze last night. It was then that I truly realized the greatness of Šeksov and his culture of selfless, altruistic alcoholism. Then I hit the sack, and I've spent the entire day lying around, jerking off about five times. I even dedicated one of those sessions to some girl on this forum who posts pictures in that amateur thread.
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