Yeah, it’s time for another batch of ramblings.
Tumblr: I usually check Tumblr in the morning on my phone before I get a chance to put my contacts in and later when I go through my “likes” sometimes it’s a case of pure What the Fuck?
I still maintain that Tumblr is a minefield. You’re scrolling along having a good time and suddenly like air-breaks being pumped you get a depressing ass story or an eye full of the poster’s cock.
Always see those bros. when they see attractive lesbians in public acting like “Yes, you sweaty man, bring us the fattest goose in town and by goose we mean your cock for it is what we desire for Xmas feast,” then the bell rings, Clarence gets his wings and the twins get the one eyed trouser snake.
It’s funny how much your tastes change back when you’re first getting into smut before you discover the internet. Like, I used to really like Playboy and Hustler, the latter I now read ironically enough for the articles, cartoons and comics.
I never liked the act of changing an artist’s work to suit your own fetish, like changing futanari into female and vice versa.
Yoga Pants are the greatest invention in the history of ever, mostly because no matter who you are man, woman, straight or gay and everything in between, we can all fall in love with an ass in yoga pants.