Thank you my dear, I’m
really enjoying it, at least this part of it, we’ll find out Monday how the day
part of my job is.
And yes, there are
some hot ones there. I particularly like one I call Light Blue (he wears a
light blue hi-vis vest), everyone else calls him “Magic Mike”...I’m not sure I
want to know why. He comes off as a sweetie, a little quiet, stays out of the
messing around a lot of the guys do. He’s the type I crush on but don’t date.
Don’t ask me why, I don’t get it myself.
Speaking of
dating.....You’re dating that toss pot again! Call it what you want but you
are. So enjoy Paris because you’re next stop is North Korea. And tell The Penis
to enjoy it too because he is a dead man.
But I have to
ask......how did you get him out of the country? Sex? Sex, is my guess.
My definition of a couple
is simple, when you spend more nights together then apart (when possible) and
when it’s not possible you text that you wish you could be together more nights
then not.
So you tell me, are
you a couple?
That damn bird is an
asshole, but since I am sleeping in the day it’s a little less alarm clock
like, I guess it has....worms to find or something.
-THB
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