¿Qué?

Every single time I get naked.

It’s a chore.

Dry rape? Bro it’s a torture thing today

But don’t you know condoms burst at the sight of my shlong? It has nothing to do with the fact that the sight of naked me dries up a pussy quicker than a fucking hairdryer.

that’s what she said

Sometimes my car decides to play some radio before connecting to my phone. It’s an unfortunate side-effect of owning a not-too-nice car.

Radio DJs are little more than advertising agents nowadays. Or worse, wannabe entertainers.

Making car-pedestrian collisions safe is a ridiculous idea failed to doom from the start. Cars are big and hard, people are small and squishy.

I think the key is to prevent cars and people from coexisting as much as possible.

Oh it depends massively for me. One of my best (IMHO) short stories is 8k and was written over 10-12h in a day.

But that has to be a pretty special day.

On bad days I usually go into the negatives 😂

December

Haha, more like the entire next year.

Oh yeah. Some of my worst work is on those mega-inspired days where I sit for 10h and crank out 10000 words.

To this day I don’t know why I do that if I end up throwing most of it away.

Maybe it’s good to get bad plot out of the system.

And she absolutely kills it.

Or horny.

Here’s how I read this:

“We’re doubling the price of this chocolate this year. Here’s a bogus excuse as to why. Enjoy.”

Emulators are what I miss from android. GBA has one of the best libraries of any console, plus there’s the custom rom scene. And I have this absurdly powerful phone that can’t run any of it.

Why would you not want to be placed in the smallest possible box?

/s

And not having money. If I feel sad now I can go for a drive or ride to clear my mind. Also I have the presence of mind and maturity to introspect what is going on and how best to address it.

Also if I feel really sad I can always buy another motorbike.

Domains were seized.

They are probably right, unfortunately.

I wouldn’t buy an automatic bike, coz I ride bikes for fun.

The daily get-to-work shitbox? I don’t want to babysit the gearbox, just do your thing while I chill to some tunes.

Sponges?

Yeah I’ll do the washing myself, thank you very much.