Dear cake,
Please stop giving me boners. Not that I feel it's inappropriate for a man to be turned on by thoughts of eating cake, because cake is delicious. And there are probably fifty other less appropriate things that turn me on. It's just that when I'm not thinking about sex, I'm probably thinking about either cake or early 80s Japanese imports (cars), and, quite frankly, no one should have to walk around with a chubby for that many of their waking hours.
sincerely,
did I really just lose an hour and a half of my life masturbating?
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