You only live once, live loud!

Before I begin, id like to send a firm, backhanded, man slap to everybody wearing and supporting sneaker sandals. No god can help y’all.

So it turns out that Tuesday was Steak and Blowjob day. Now that’s a day I want to see in my calendar annually. Thanks to Resha, the last two hours of my day were used up thinking about what activities take place on this great day. Not the steak eating. That’s something I do daily, sometimes even more than daily. I digress.

Here a superhero is with his eyes closed picturing Rihanna’s forehead on my abs and enjoying the hell out of this late night fantasy. All of a sudden, RiRi looks up at me and says “tell me when you’re close, don’t cum in my mouth.”

Tell me when you’re close??? What is the matter with this broad? That’s why her albums don’t sell! She’s clearly dumber than a box of hair! How does she expect me to push her off of me when I’m at the height of my pleasures? What was the use of all this if I am to be denied the best parts? Then it hits me, its not imaginaRiRi  see what I did there? Its ALL girls!

ATTENTION LADIES: It’s true; ALL the blood is at my fun brain during fellatio. Telling me what not to do with my jizm at that moment is futile. I’m not trying to hear that, just trying to get mine.

What we really need to know is the proper and acceptable skeet etiquette. You don’t want to taste it so what am I meant to do with my load? I know hair is a no-no. Should I turn sideways and shoot? Should I straight ignore you and risk a skeetage malpractice lawsuit and just dump in your oral? Ladies know the answer to this best and should, no, MUST tell us what is acceptable. I know some of you think it’s all not pretty, but I’m sure you prefer it on one place more than on another. People need to know the rules. Stop sitting on world changing information. Share.

This post reminds me of a Devin the Dude song…