Sausage fingers, Fisting, and Loving all the Moments.

Sooooo I’ve had another one of those weeks where I have had no time to write, or edit. Ok Ok not entirely true… I have about 3.5 blogs that I have been writing on and off all week but they need editing, and tonight I don’t feel like freakin editing.

I’m too damn tired.

I did have a date with the Ice Cream Man (sorry that post isn’t edited yet) tonight but it’s been postponed till next week and the truth is I’m a little pleased about that. Last night I met up with a very dear friend at a local sex club, where I met the most lovely German woman who won’t get out of my head, and had a most lovely night, but a late lovely night, and today I hustled my ass off at work. I’m soooo done for today I can feel my eyes and brain slipping into coma mode. Yet here I am.. me and my lil sausage fingers typing away.

All week this I have been in love with my life. I fucking love it, and it’s just getting better and better. There were moments this week where I’ve said something aloud and did a double take on my own words because I can’t believe this is my life.. HA! I am soo grateful and sooo in love with my life and all the muthafuckas attached to it, truly I love my people. All of them.

So that is what this post is.. a collection of things I have said, or have been said to me during the course of this week… that I am able to remember. Enjoy my lovelies:

Soooo is that a green light on being able to crowd surf the midget?” – Me

“I need to organize the cock shots in my phone, it’s getting to the point where I don’t know who is who anymore.” – Me

“To be honest, Nonna  I really don’t give a fuck” – Me

“It’s Monday…not even noon… I’ve cum at my desk, found pot in my console and a 20 in my purse…SWEET JEEZUS AM I FUCKING DYING??” – Me

“I really do want the Buffalo Wing thing, but I’ve committed to watching this whole fisting/pissing thing can we do the wing thing Fri, and the piss/fist thing Wed?” – Me

“MMMMM those pickles” – Me

“Spit on the bitch and that may earn ya the privilege to lick my pussy ..maybe” – Me

“Throughout all time and space the invisible Mithril chain will always keep us as One Daddy. Always xoxoxoxo” – Me

“Don’t cry. Piss. And no more Jack” – Me

“You make me horny/happy” – BigBadDaddy (again non edited blog)

“Who do you want to run this show me or you? Me? Then shut the fuck up” – Me

“If you take that gawddamn eye out I’m fucking outta here” – Me

“Oh like what your sister calls a gunt?” - My Mom

“Hi is that a TARDIS in your window?” – Me

“It’s a chance to watch a double fisting/pissing scene.. I’m having a hard time understanding your hesitation. It’s just not computing.” – Me

Son:Mom can I have mini eggs?
Me: No.
Son: Can I have mini eggs?
Me: No.
Son:Can I have mini eggs?
Me: No, but you can have a punch in the face instead.
 Son: Soooo if I take it like a man..then can I have the Mini Eggs?
Me: Run kid..fuckin run.

“I fuckin love my city” – Me

“Shut. Your. Beautiful. Face.” – Me

“You know it’s a fanfuckintastic burger when you have to take your jewelry off to eat it” – Me

“See you need to bring your cock with you every where, you just never know when you are gonna need it” – Me

“I might be funny my dear but in the morning you’ll be fucking sexy with great tits and I’ll be tired. Winston Churchill Virtual Quote” – My Dark Uk man. (again unedited blog)

See why I love my life??

Ya as you can see there are “new to my blog” people moving around in my life. I will fill everyone in soon enough, but for now some are actually new to my world, and some have been there for a year or two but for whatever reasons just started to be more of a presence. Who knows where it will all go, I don’t think too much about it.. it’s all just moments and I just gonna live ‘em as they come baby.

Now if you will excuse me, there is a bath tub, a bath bomb and a fatty calling my name.

~Syn~

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