Okay, right now I'm sick as a dog bitch licking a woman's period puss while that woman is sucking an uncircumcised penis (I had to be blunt so you'd understand the level of sickness I'm in. New readers I don't normally talk like this right after Sunday)! I had to go home from work early because I was laying down on everything I could find.
You damn right I'm gonna' lay down. I want them to see the pain I'm in. Send my black ass home, damnit! So, after making me work until I was sweating bullets and gagging in patient's faces, the doctors told me to GO HOME! About fuckin' time.
Oh, and where in the world are you going to find people who argue outside and follow that up by sexing on the concrete? Toledo. Well, they were not sexing, but they started kissing one another like he had been in jail for years and just got out that afternoon. What happens to a couple when they fight and try to rip each other's heads off one minute and the next minute they are in love? Is your romantic life that boring that you have to whoop each other's ass for a couple of minutes before you can be intimate with each other? This is a question I ask myself because I could never see myself fist fighting with my girl and then licking her Holiest of Holies only minutes later.
Anyway, this was just something I saw and felt compelled to talk about. Hopefully the next post has more substance and importance to it. Until that post arrives much love, peace, and empathy.