Didn’t realize what I wrote until I wrote it, and hit send. Hmm. Man. That kinda gets ya. Never been so cavalier with my self-imposed limitations. Gotta go ahead and think about that for a sec.
[“Jeopardy” Theme]
But for now (What’s a buttfore?), here’s how bras are treating me these days!
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(It’s for pooping, silly.)
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So, here’s the thing. It’s not a great pic. THIS is just a pic of a human whose name is Camilla, and she’s the Queen of a country, which is a thing. Anyway…
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I took a poll for this on Twitter, you know… And the response was overwhelming:

So, I’m pretty sure, at this point, I have carte blanche to post anything I’d like. You’ve been forewarned. For formality! Trigger warning! It’s summer, and I wear bras!!!
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Are you sure? I mean…

Jeez, dude. I’m neither living, laughing, nor am I loving…
So. Last call. Buy me a pint. No more fake-outs. I call this little number… “Underwires Suck Ass.”
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Sorry. Can’t say I didn’t warn you. And, I’ll be OK. I’ve got tough skin. Like bull.
For now, some mental sorbet.

Or… not. Sorry, again. It’s late for yours truly. Would have found something better, but… Jesus Christ, would you look at the time.
Kevin Olson
2024-12-09 01:35:21 +0000 UTCBill
2024-03-25 17:14:07 +0000 UTC