Are You Serious?

Self Control Is Always Stronger When A Little Self Abuse Is On The Horizon :P

So I went shopping earlier this evening.

I am so proud of myself… there wasn’t one jar of pickles anywhere in my cart.

Ok, semi-proud of myself… I did eye-fuck the living daylights out of a jar of Claussen pickles in the deli isle.

On the up-side, I think the moans the sight of those pickles elicited from me are the reason I got an appraising smile from the cute deli attendant.

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Well, that or the 5 packs of C batteries resting alone in my cart.

Truth be told, I've had many instances in my life, and continue to have them, where I'm forced to ask the powers that be "Are you serious?"... "did that really just happen?" Considering how often I say it, I find it gets me into less trouble than what I actually want to say, which is "Are you shitting me?".

Sadly, I have yet to get a response in the negative.
Just one "I Shit you not, my good lady, I shit you not", from a burning bush or a talking stone would do me, but as of yet, no dice.

So until then, this is the story of a girl, who bled a river, and drowned the whole world....by hand. Come on... like you've never wanted to share the wealth of misery that comes with your uterus attempting to make a break for it via one cramp at a time :P

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Stalking Info...
Errr, Um, Contact Info...

Gmail: akaperdant@gmail.com
Yahoo: akaperdant@yahoo.com
Twitter: Take a wild guess :P

Why should only one of us have fun stalking the other? (P.S. I love your Spongebob Jammies, but you should really spend more time brushing your teeth at night. You've been slacking. :P)

MMMM, that's it that's the good stuff... SHIT, what are you doing here? Well, you're here now, might as well ask me something... and hold the camcorder. :P

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