i’m probably never going to hear the end of this from my mum but, meh. a raymi admirer sent this all the way from france and i thought it was far too sexy to keep to myself.
oh man what a weekend. gayed it up at the gay parade thing, beer-gardened it for a bit then over to a ragin’ booty call of a party wherein the birthday girl smashed out a tooth from hitting the corner of a table with her mouth – she was duct-taped and therefore was unable to break fall (email me heather, tell me how you’re doing btw). however, partying carried on ’til the wee hours – plenty of tit-baring, lapdances, grinding and slapping across faces. photos to prove it, eventually. apparently i can be a bit manipulative/masochist-like when drunk. meh. “Come on, no one’s looking. show me your tits….” i want people to start emailing me and lemme know whether they be comin’ to my b-side thinga-ma-jig. please do that. email@example.com