Yesterday I decided penises would look way cuter in little outfits. (Like imagine your favorite penis wearing a mini beret and an ascot. ... Feel that? Those are gina tingles.) So I started asking Ian all these weird questions, i.e. "What if I had a fetish for... ", "Would you rather have your wang dressed up like a cowboy, or have it wear a tuxedo?" Which made Ian wonder, "How hypothetical are these questions REALLY?" :P I think he's catchin' on to me.
I think I'm gonna name my first son Ragnar, after Ragnar Benson, one of my favorite anti-government survivalist bad ass motherfuckers. He writes books about mantrapping (yeah fucking MANtrapping), making your own garage guns and flamethrowers, how to drop off the grid, how to live off the land in city or country, and how to find/manufacture your own pharmaceuticals among other things. Check out his treatise on how to build a flamethrower: http://www.scribd.com/doc/6495987/Breath-of-the-Dragon
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I hate those damn pictures of floor hands.
Yeah really! But now that I know to call them "floor hands" that makes them a little more tolerable.
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