I love my mom. I love all moms. I love your mom. Thank you Kanye.
I'm not gay, but I want to live in a log cabin in the woods with Peggy. We won't ever have sex, but there will be a simmering erotic undercurrent as I stand in the kitchen window watching him cranking dongers, shirtless, sweat pouring off his body. I'll run upstairs and masturbate, the entire time forcing myself to think of women while my thoughts drift back to Peggy. I won't be able to climax and I'll eventually go back downstairs, angry. Sometimes we will look across the table and catch each ... read more