One thing (among many) that pornography has ruined for me: catching snowflakes on your tongue. Amid a particularly productive snowstorm last week, I decided to enjoin the classically innocent pastime of catching snowflakes on my tongue.
Standing with my head back, eyes closed and tongue out as far as it would go, I couldn't help feeling... well, creepy and awkward. Some things you can't "un-know." Such is life, so be it.
Productively Miscellaneous
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My cousin, who I wrote about recently, has been discharged. This is the
best and most significant news for my circle lately. I have been listening
to CMAT ...
6 hours ago
1 comment:
ha! good one.
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