Like in all pleasures, the same style is boring. I always spice up my evening liturgy; you don’t have to shower the same way every day. … More Showergasm
But there’s another thing I know. My heart does get the determination from watching white-blood cells zoom past its arteries all the time chasing diseases and isht. Watching someone do something that you would like to do is such a turn on. From guilty body pleasures to sweating in the hot day sun working for butter and bread, the influence of one’s action on another humanoid is intense to justify my claim. So, on a scale of zero to I-wanna-pee-because-I-just-saw-you-dash-into-the-loos, how effectively does my fake yawn coerce you into foolishly opening your dentures, wide for all and sundry to see, as you stupidly depreciate into a supplier of warm unwelcome morning breath? Yes? Do you know that a narrow mind and a wide mouth go together? Yes you do? Don’t ever yawn! 😀 … More Pant on!
The good thing about Chiromo Campus; there’re numerous trees everywhere. Okay, enough of pretending I love trees so much. I should have said wild fruits. I don’t know the name of these yellow, date-sized fruits but I know they’re sweet. In Chiromo, you’re either crazy or genius. Most times, though, you’re both. And geniuses don’t … More Wild venturing at Chiromo Campus
Just imagine, I’m in the library, and instead of using the Online Public Access Catalog to search books, I’m doing this. Eh? Now stop imagining because that’s the truth. That’s what is happening. So what is love? And marriage? This came into my mind after seeing some writings on this table right here saying, “When … More Graffiti, love and marriage.