I have a medical situation that I'm in the process of taking care of regarding one of my testicles.
Anything else you want to know?
Yeah... I'm really skinny... although I haven't weighed myself lately. Maybe the gym and extra food I've been eating has been taking an effect? I might have gained, like... two pounds?![]()
The high fives at the end of the episode when we catch the bad guy and save the day would be epic.
Truth, although they'd probably want me to be the catcher. Fuck that noise. The catcher helps do all of the work but gets none of the glory. I mean, they just sit there taking balls after balls after balls after balls, pounding into them, mercilessly. And at the end of the day who gets all the reward? The pitcher, because he relentlessly threw his balls into the catchers strike zone, over and over, until the warm pleasure of victory squirted all over the teams face. The warm, viscous, milky white victory.
Almost seven, indeed. I'm ready to stop having birthdays, now.
Okay, so I've had an extremely rare glass of champagne every now and then. Actually, I bought alcohol for the first time just the other day. It wasn't for me though, and it certainly wasn't for a minor that I may or may not be related to.![]()
That was... exactly the answer I was looking for.
You have to be careful waving to strangers, because what if one of them doesn't have hands? You'll seem cocky. It's like "Look what I got fucker! I'm gonna go pick something up!"
Just sit on your hand for a half hour or so.
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