Bulletin Board of Bad Behavior

Pape boy-
don't fret.

What was good was good.

The bad dream part was not your tongue...

it was the 9 inches of fun.

mine or yours?

ha..sister I'm a poet.

somehow, i can't picture it -- matty and tommy, no not really.

anyhow: congrats tom (not to the nine inches, i mean to the apartment). at a more peaceful time in life i had plans to buy a seaside house in brittany. now what i look forward is moving into my new apartment which at least has a big balcony facing west, so soon i will drinking sundowners to you guys way out yonder.

I love your 9 inches up my asshole as you screamed.... "Fuck me Myke, Fuck me Myke."


See Badder Santa to get the joke. Or not.

Sloth's a shower. Tom and I are GROWERS. The models liked it as we all sucked and fucked each other.

"Fuck me McCutcheon, Fuck me McCutcheon."

"Who's McCutcheon?" she asks.

"The guy with his 9 inch dick inside of you," says Tom. "I'm just fucking him up the ass as we play 'train ride' and I'm taking pictures with my phone of you three getting it on because I'm gay."

But like Sloth said, "If ya got a big dick why bother getting hard?"

Last night is why.

We all want to be special and high and beautiful.

Girls last night were special and beautiful. And they were beautiful all the way around no question. But they weren't really special. I love everyone who knows me, except the people who hate me. I'm special that way.

I love Matt like a brother.

I can't imagine us ever getting it on....yikes.

Putting his hand on my crotch and watching my niner pop out of my jeans while driving down 5th avenue MAY be a bit on the incestual side...but alcohol DOES tend to distort things.

Anyway-he is one of my best friends and I have never felt like there was anything remotely sexual about it all.

and I thought you said you were 7.

Oh-but this IS paxacidus.
The place where *I* throw ketchup bottles at flat screen TV's in a sports induced rage.

I forget that anything is possible here.

If you don't get the BB of BB you all can fuck off. Now pre-cum in my mouth.

Yes everything out of Bush's mouth is a lie.

But I'm the man of the BB of BB. The more you dislike me the better. Now go have a Fizzy Fitzgerald.

but who dislikes you?

he changed the words in the concert to

"oh how I love...all of the very COMPLICATED things in life"..

In other news-
I have to go before the 'board' of my new building and get approved to live there.

And Maverick called me last night looking for phone sex.

Now why don't I have your number when I need to call for phone sex???

Wait a minute, I don't have anyone's number but matt's. hell, they're usually posted on here somewhere....

Maybe I'll go all wild and sober dial them all.

Calm down braces boy.

He didn't REALLY call me for phone sex.

I'm trying to compete with McC's story telling abilities.

i'm like the straight man (ha ha) ... i must even type with such a straight (ha ha) face that even what little humor i have goes unnoticed. of course i don't believe mav called you for phone sex. he only calls me for that. and i'm terrible at it. i think it's the accent.

suuuck mah deek, boy, taah's raht, leek it all nahce an' cleeen.

Yeah, see that's why I called tom. He's a New Yorker. He's all "c'mon, I don't got all freakin' day. You gonna blow me or what?" so I was like "Well, actually I was hoping you would..." and he interreupted me with "Fuhgeddabout it. Don't you read the BB of BB? I aint attracted to that shit, now either bend over or get the fuck outta here"