Today is the last day of my brief three break from the labor of love I like to call working at a shitty department store. Before I head back the exhausting seven to three-thirty grind, I like to give myself some "me-time" to really unwind. As you, the loyal reader, can probably guess, my favorite chapter of this peaceful solitude is the pulverization of my lower horn. Only after I have totally obliterated myself and and the line between pleasure and pain has long since been crossed am I really ready to face the oncoming day.
P.S. Welcome back Linley.
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