I'm so fucking clever. So I planned this holiday trip for my boy as a surprise gift. Last night when we were talking on the phone I "let it slip" that we are going to vegas. I don't know why I'm so sadistic, I've just got to fuck with him. Little did he know that we're going a little bit more on the east coast. I find it ironic that that city came to mind because I made a blood oath never to step in that city again. I'm not quite sure why people are drawn to the city of absolute fucking hell, but you will not find me there! Well, seeing that he's probably reading this, I need other suggestions to throw him off. Maybe a clothing optional cruise or a week down at Hedonism? Ohhhh, maybe hooking up with a few fellas on the 49ers right before their game in Tampa? Only two months left to wait!
guycode:
You are so mean, but in such a good way!!!!!!!!