By Fleeceman, on August 31st, 2008%
As I exited Blenders on State Street the other day, I heard a commotion just up the street. I looked up to hear honking and several people running around a few cars. I couldn’t quite make out the details.
I got on my bike, balanced with my smoothie, and began my ride down State. Upon . . . → Read More: G-strings and Sorority Girls
By Fleeceman, on August 29th, 2008%
A gay New York Black man who wanted to butterfly my balls with his eyelashes.
A pompous old man feeling big in front of his women, reprimanding me for not closing the door for his wife/daughter/girlfriend. Then, after smugly watching while I kissed his ass, telling me to “remember this” as he hands me a . . . → Read More: Irritating Things
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