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I have some smoking hot pics that go with this, tip me $10 and I will send all 30 to you! It's Wednesday, hump day, let's get to humping if you don't mind. Here is a little video update I did in my coveralls. I like my coveralls, some of you like my coveralls, and I am sure some of you hate them—tough cookies, may you always buy stale crackers. Did you ever have to fart while having sex? I have, and it sucks. Too much information? Sorry about that. Where am I going with this? I haven't a clue. I just know there have been times when it took everything I had not to. I saw that movie Downsize where people shrink themselves. The only thing I could think of was how awesome it would be for a regular size guy to cum on a shrunk girl. You would need safety equipment and all that, but how cool would that be? I wonder if I could get a giant penis off being that small? I would give it my best; I know that much—Anway enough of the weird shit. I once did a video where I had shaved my pubes in a cross. What did I learn about that? That pisses people off. I am not religious, so I really didn't understand the level of pissed off people got. I guess I just figured if they were watching me take a dick in me, they weren't too concerned about saving grace. Why am I bringing this up? Someone asked me here if I was "spiritual." To which I replied, "demons are spirits too, so yeah, I guess I am spiritual." He hasn't answered back yet. Look, I am fine with anyone believing in anything they want. If you're going to worship frogs, by all means, worship frogs. Just respect my decision not to. Make sense? Look, I'm ninety percent angel...it's just that the other ten percent is overpowering sometimes. I went to another personal trainer with a chick I know. I only went because I want to get into her pants, and I thought I would get to be able to perv on her during the session without getting caught. Our trainer was a she, a fat she. And she was angry. She was older than me, which is old. She kept telling me how I should eat this and eat that. I told her I wasn't there for a nutrition lesson. The menu on the Burger King wall is all the advice I need. She didn't like that. She kept on lecturing me on how I needed to do this and do that, eat this, drink that. I said maybe you should follow your own advice. She got all huffy and puffy and asked if I was calling her fat. I said I never said that I just said you are easier to see than most people. I don't think she caught that one because she looked perplexed. She then went into this thing about how I'm treating my body like a garbage dump. She said she treats her body like a temple. I said sure, an ancient and crumbling temple, and it's probably haunted and cursed. I was asked to leave. I left and went straight to Publix and ordered myself a whole roast beef sandwich with extra mayo and ate the whole damn thing. What can I say? I like garbage dumps, I guess. I am off to get laid, so I will catch you later. Sorry about the goofy stories, I don't have anyone else to tell them too. Catch you all later! Love ya Brooke