It seems that everything I say needs to come with a disclaimer... I won't get into the reasons you let your filters lead you to believe I am saying things I'm not. It's Saturday, I need a manicure before I can type at you about my sexcapades of late so you're going to need to blast through your own filters today. Blow your own
I hold the pen with my cleavage when I'm writing, no hyperbole. I'm not just a cockblocking extortionist in print, I also play one on tv... welcome to Donors For Boners. It's all about sex. The blog, too. Humour for your funny bone. Literotica that's literate. Opinions that offend and affirm. If you love words and smut, grab a coffee and come in... puns are always free.
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Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Saturday, 4 August 2012
Saturday, 21 July 2012
"Cleaning Out My Closet" While I Work On "The Next Episode" of "Pimp The System"
My "portable music device" dock has decided it can't face this world any longer.
I'll be honest, this is the greatest challenge I have faced this week and
Saturday, 14 July 2012
"Not Guilty, That's How I Stay Filthy"
Labels:
affirm,
Biggie Smalls,
bitches,
boats,
classic,
hypnotize,
love,
music,
nothing,
offend,
sex,
sexuality,
sleeping in,
tanning,
The Notorious B.I.G.,
weekend
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