If I Ever Hit This Point, do me a Favor and Shoot me in the Face

I spend summers away from my wife. Not really by choice, but more necessity than anything. And it gets lonely. Of course if you've read anything on my blog before you already knew that because I bitch about it all the time.

Cooking for one sucks. Cleaning up after cooking for one is even more depressing. Sleeping is almost impossible without her next to me. And of course there are the, y'know, "marital duties" that go neglected.

But if I ever reach the point where I am strapping a pulsating silicone vagina to my tablet computer so I can fuck it, you have my consent and indeed my personal request that you put me down like the feral animal I have become.

(video is sfw)

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