Often I start to post -- read what I wrote, cringe and delete it before I send. Two stiff beverages (and reminiscing about when I was actually hung and handsome) gives me way too much hubris coupled with a lack of aptitude. Not an endearing quality. You guys should not have to be my collective therapist through my rambling post.
That said...I did have a vivd dream about Tay-Tay pumping gas in a hurricane while lip synching her own song on that flat screen in my head. "Damn..its 7am..you just need to calm down". One of my favorite lyrics of hers. Stuffed a $10 tip in her G-string and woke up in a sweat.
So I am open to any psycho analysis comments from the peanut gallery. My Micro-penis off limits though.
Now back to our Big Dick Swinging contest..(before the mod steps in)..as I previously stated ...cost is only an issue in the absence of value.
I am so going to regret this post in the morning.