Discussion in 'The Badlands' started by Love Child, Oct 12, 2017.
I'm just curious.
My friends, family and co-workers seem to think I'm wild. My drunken Facebook pictures from the Beer Fest last weekend seem to support that theory.
Now you have given me something to think about.
I was wild, until I was in handcuffs for punishment instead of pleasure. I know, sometimes its the same thing...
Guys are wild by default. They are dumb savages. Women and gay musical theater boys keep the world balanced.
All my friends are Pagans.
Sometimes parts of me are wild.
Like your colon?
Raw bar farts. World oyster tarts redolent with capers and pepper. Oh that's right. Loktar says " No capers!" So sorry. I forgot!
I prefer clothed bar farts. Less chance of accidentally pooping on the barstool when releasing a wet one. Less chance of frightening women and children.