Some of my friends have hit tough times and are stuck for a place to stay. Being the soft sap that I am, I've taken these guys into my home... so far, so good (and by good, I mean grateful friends give awesome blowjobs...) and having hot guys hang around your house half-naked is a good thing!
My friends are very in-tune with the "internets" (as Dubya would say) and they've convinced me that I should Twitter. "If you're not going to post every time you fuck, you could just Twitter about it."
Fine. I'll join my friends, who are a bunch of twits (they say "tweets", I call 'em like I see 'em).
Feel free to follow me on my Twitter page.
Will I follow you? Fuck yeah!
Now, if only I could get my friends to follow me... guys? Ben? David? Bern?
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Oh, great. So what you're saying with this twitter shit is that you're never going to write a real story again. Just suggestive bullet points.
Coherent narrative is dying. And that is making me grouchy...
we should all have friends like that.
And i am NOT twittering :(
Sorry mate - too much work.
PS You are linked on my blog now.
Damien
2centsworthdownunder.blogspot.com
Ray: Hoping pictures to cum... er, come.
Supplicant: Narrative is not dead! How often do I post on my blog? Once a month, maybe? This way, people can keep up with the amount of spunk I dump (so to speak).
DTNZ: I completely understand... it's an aquired taste. Thanks for the link--if you're not yet linked to me, you soon will be.
i must say, i dont like twitter that much( or maybe i dont really understand how to use it)....
but, it's one of the fewer ways to get more friend visiting my blog also...
anyway, glad to meet you here. you are cool!
These ARE rough times. Kind of you to host your friends like that. And nothing wrong with a few house boys to service things every now and then :)
As for Twitter, we'll leave it to the twits. :)
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