just read both syllabi for my classes this semester. yeah. I'm gonna need Jesus and a bottle of Don Julio. I'm gonna put myself on a strict schedule. I hate restriction..so we'll see how that goes . This means posts may become less. :( If I plan my days out right, maybe not. We shall see..
to spit or to swallow?
spit, m/fuckas, spit!!!! i think it was last week i was advocating oral sex... i take that back.
apparently, throat cancer is linked to oral sex. go'n and read that there.
this came up during convo yesterday and i read it and confirmed it today. so, cease all dick sucking practices posthaste...or atleast stop swallowing. i would hate for one of my readers to get throat cancer all because i told them to get on their knees like a top notch ho. and if you do happen to have throat cancer from sucking dick..i'm terribly sorry.
damn... even though its been a long while... my throat been feeling kinda funny lately.
nooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(as you will come to know, i am a hypochondriac)
dammit man, there goes my Head Game Ridiculous (HGR) skills. and i must admit, i was quite nice. i was like, the Iverson of Head.
Bwahahaa
imma have to write a goodbye letter to dick sucking---
*caution-- may be quite graphic..wait. isn't almost everything on this blog?
*shrugs shoulders*
Dear Dick,
We've had quite the love-hate relationship you
and me. Right now, I'm at a point in my life where I shut you out because your owners caused too much f/cking drama. I always had hopes and dreams of coming back to you, and I will... however, we probably won't "kiss the way we used to" for a very long time. Even though I don't take the gulp for just anyone, I don't want to take a chance. I don't want HPV 16 and 18 in my pharynx/larynx or anywhere else in my body for
that matter. It's aint worth it.
I will miss showcasing and bragging on my skills. Because, damn was I great at it. We all knew it (those of you who were privy to the HGR know of what I speak). And it sucks (no pun
intended) even more now because my gag reflex is gone. The other night I was able to stick my finger down my throat without vomitting or gagging. And I popped the collar on my pajamas because I knew I was getting ready to shut the game down for my future, but alas. No more.
So, I'm giving up the crown to the next nasty bitch out there who has her Gardasil shots. Because I still have to get mine.
Wiping tears, pouring out a lil liquor..
I'm f/ckin distraught now. I gotta call P or go to bed or something. Dammit.
