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…but we need to talk.

Two years ago today, I totally committed myself to you.

But we’ve been flirting ever since and, I have to be honest, my eyes are starting to wander. So let’s knock off the foreplay, get naked, and fuck already.


Ready and waiting,


…I was struck with an idea for a story.

Today, nearly two years later, that idea is officially out of my head.

Cheers to an empty brain.

The beard comes off tomorrow,


Old Poop!