Hey There Handsome Lady,
It’s 12:01am on a Thursday night. I’m a little tipsy from a glass and a half of white wine from an amazing Thai restaurant on Bedford ave. Walking home I planned to seduce my beautiful girlfriend, but now that I’m here I think I’m going to fall asleep with my clothes on while she showers. I am fully aware if I don’t wash the gel out of my hair my head will itch all day tomorrow. I’m not washing the gel out of my hair.
If I was ever to get a tattoo in my life I think it would be right now. I’d get a bald Eagle on my dick. Yeah, that would be great.
I cannot type anymore. I’m tired. My head is going to itch all day tomorrow.