The Isolated Blurt Thread V: For Vendetta

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New England does not need a desert. We have Provincetown.

And Summertime droughts make it dry enough, thank you.

Pbbbttttt!
 
New England does not need a desert. We have Provincetown.

And Summertime droughts make it dry enough, thank you.

Pbbbttttt!
I thought I was talking to girlsmiley.

I would hope that the rest of you never even visit California.

You might be tempted to stay, and we have enough people already.
 
Dear LTR,

I would like to have sex in the near future as well. I just seem to be less certain of the future then you are.

Your friend,

BND
 
I think I'd like America. I'd have to live close to the beach, though. Or a river or something. It's just my thing. I've always loved the water.



:D :D :D



You like? It's just like that other song...

Damn it. I can't think what it's called. It will come to me.

Oh! Ways to go by Grouplove.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VGvHnDeS12o&feature=youtube_gdata_player

Do you have any new tunes for me?

loved Mr Little Jean.


I preordered this album
I would love to attend a performance of it.


http://youtu.be/enKoNpDAvkM
 
Dear LTR,

Girl, I'm so happy for you! Let's chest bump.

Love the girl who is going to avoid sex in the very (read: tonight) near future
 
You would love California.

Absolutely.

If you want desert, we have that.

If you want forests with two thousand year old trees, we have that.

If you want to see the sun set over an ocean creating colors that no photograph can capture?

If you want to climb a 12,000-foot high mountain that gives you a 360-degree view that you will never forget, we have that, too.

California for the win.

Everyone else, bug off.

Sounds amazing.
 
Climb to 12k?


:)

Right? The thought alone is just...

I need to lie down. :D

loved Mr Little Jean.


I preordered this album
I would love to attend a performance of it.


http://youtu.be/enKoNpDAvkM

Wow. That's cool. Live would be pretty amazing. I know I say amazing a lot, but really. All the instruments and stuff coming together? That would be an awesome performance.


Fabulous. Where do you find this stuff? Just hear it on the radio or?

You have good taste.
 
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Finally, off to the airport, or as in Montreal: aeroport; to pick up my husband. Yay. Too bad he has to fly back out, on Monday.
 
"You saw me wash 'em!"

"I saw you get 'em wet. And when I got done the towel didn't look like no goddamned Maxi-pad."
 
I love my friends, I really do but if I'm forced to wear this way too slutty outfit you had better have curtains on the window in the room I need to change in. For fuck's sake.
 
I love my friends, I really do but if I'm forced to wear this way too slutty outfit you had better have curtains on the window in the room I need to change in. For fuck's sake.

Pics or that outfit didn't happen.
 
Someday I'd like to reach the point in my life where I can ring a tiny bell and a cute, topless girl will enter the room and, without a word spoken between us, kneel down and get to masturbating me. No matter what I'm doing - reading, eating a sandwich, watching television, talking on the phone - she'll enter, jerk me off, clean me up, and then show herself back out and wait, out of sight, maybe in a closet, until the dainty tinkling of the bell summons her once more.

That's all I want. I don't think that's asking for so much.
 
Someday I'd like to reach the point in my life where I can ring a tiny bell and a cute, topless girl will enter the room and, without a word spoken between us, kneel down and get to masturbating me. No matter what I'm doing - reading, eating a sandwich, watching television, talking on the phone - she'll enter, jerk me off, clean me up, and then show herself back out and wait, out of sight, maybe in a closet, until the dainty tinkling of the bell summons her once more.

That's all I want. I don't think that's asking for so much.

Closets are scary. You should at least upgrade to a bedroom...with a mini fridge.
 
Fuck that. She sits in a closet. There's a broom and dustpan, mop and bucket, a vacuum cleaner, and a no-frills high-backed chair where this topless chick sits, her hands neatly folded in her lap all proper like, and stares at the backside of the closed closet door, a blank expression on her face as she attentively listens for the bell. Because jerking me off is her goddamn job, not rolling around in some comfy bed, flipping through a clothing catalog while eating cashews and drinking Mr. PiBB. :mad:
 
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