The hangover has kicked in baby - dead on!
I feel like hammered shit this morning, having worked out my post shitty day angst last night with a bottle and a half of Kentucky Straight and the company of my good buddy Phil.
Have just got back from a three hour shopping spree in Newcastle with my mother. Treating her to breakfast for Mother's Day tomorrow. Also spent half an hour in La Senza buying baby pink skimpies for my wife. Have a long weekend off work and hope to finally break the writer's block I've suffered since my early February holiday. Also hoping to take some pics this weekend to adorn my SG profile
Although why the world needs publicity photos of another fat peroxided gingernut for is beyond my reasoning.
Nevermind, I'll ponder that while I continue to be haunted by the image of three blossoming flowers gently snaking up the flawless skin of a girl's spine, and feeling the deliciously naughty accompanying guilty pleasure. . .
I feel like hammered shit this morning, having worked out my post shitty day angst last night with a bottle and a half of Kentucky Straight and the company of my good buddy Phil.
Have just got back from a three hour shopping spree in Newcastle with my mother. Treating her to breakfast for Mother's Day tomorrow. Also spent half an hour in La Senza buying baby pink skimpies for my wife. Have a long weekend off work and hope to finally break the writer's block I've suffered since my early February holiday. Also hoping to take some pics this weekend to adorn my SG profile
Although why the world needs publicity photos of another fat peroxided gingernut for is beyond my reasoning.
Nevermind, I'll ponder that while I continue to be haunted by the image of three blossoming flowers gently snaking up the flawless skin of a girl's spine, and feeling the deliciously naughty accompanying guilty pleasure. . .