Posted by D in / December 5, 2008
doormat asked to be a part of my world for a few minutes this evening. I charged him a tax for each and every minute.
Doormats are used to being walked all over…right?
I charged him a tax for breathing air, and one for being dirty from the muck under my shoes. He asked if I’d turn on cam for a bit if he sent another tribute. I turned on cam and pointed it at the toilet. Enjoy watching the bowl – maybe you’ll be promoted to fuzzy toilet seat cover or it’s cousin , the shaggy toilet floor mat.
I put up a new auction tonight at Ebanned. It’s targeted at the sissy ho ho’s. It’s fucking awesome. Bid on it ladyboys.
Hung out with my bestie Annie-big-fanny this afternoon, we captured some epic pics. I’m a clown.
I mix the batter while dancing a fierce rendition of the cabbage patch.
Happy Festivus fuckers.