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Didn't realize until just now how evil and angry I really am.
I made a mental list of recipients. Then I wondered who would be sending me one.
Oy.
This seems like a good thing to try. A bit disconnected perhaps? For me there is nothing like Venice in summer. I performed my first, angry, bare-handed turd heave there. That three-coil steamer flew like an emotionally troubled squirrel, but the intent....it had a clarity of mind and purpose that day rarely seen in the next day's remains of a tremendous Fegato alla Veneziana.
I respect that times have changed, but has the message become lost in the convenience?
(Also, love you miss you BG)
The new way is missing a couple of things - witnesses, consequences and a guttural cry behind the soaring poop. I can see how the physicality of it and being able to see the results would bring more satisfying catharsis.
You have a gift for seeing things slant, even when it's just poop and glitter that we have to work with; I think it's why I like reading your posts so much.
Why thank you blossom, your compliments are better than I deserve. And may I say your wonderful wit and charm are only overshadowed by your brilliant wordplay and keen eye for greatness. On another topic....have you ever met MonaLittle?
Spend money on someone I did not even like? Yeah no.
Mona is too good for this place. Sincere, gorgeous, smart and lovely.
Be that as it may, the word on the street is that we're the same high class call girl living in Beverly Hills. Her version might differ.
I'm convinced that Mona is Blake Lively, the lovely actress and whip-smart entrepreneur who occupies the only remaining spot on my post-adolescent list of famous femmes that I'm quite sure could not resist me. The list might be a bit of a relic but there are some childish things I refuse to put away. Now, the suggestion that you's are one in the same definitely explains the heat I feel, balls to bones, when I see either of you posting... but also puts a serious wrench into my machinations. Specifically: Glorious three-way consensual coitus. *party horn*
(When the time actually comes the language is less clinical and there will be snacks.)
Digressing...I've just been informed that Never and Spinaroonie have returned to The Literotica from their adventures and I need to debrief them. Ciao!
I know exactly who I would like to send a combined box of glitter shit to right now! I wonder if you can get both in one box?