Sigh.

Ultimate Frisbee, easily the coolest/best game ever invented, draws to a close with the soon approaching winter. What that means? SNOWMOBILING!! Although not as frequent as normal this year because I will be preparing for the DAT, which I plan to destroy along with all posers, lame people and mountains that think they can stop me.

We played Ultimate Frisbee last night. My feet were freezing, until they went numb. (I play in bare feet.) It was so cold my balls retruded like reverse puberty. I looked like an overdue pregnant lady with my balls up in my stomach. Well sans boobs, feminine features, wide hips, long hair, make up, dainty hands, etc. Point is my belly protruded like a pregnant lady or an Ethiopian kid. Damn these disproportionate man features. They give my back hell. And my legs too, they're like wrecking balls. [pun intended, thank you] It's good my legs are strong and can withstand the abuse otherwise they'd snap like me at a feminist/hippy rally. I imagine only porn stars not Asians, Mexicans, etc. can commiserate.

We played until my legs were no longer able to respond to my mental commands. It's as if the messages to run grew weary from being transduced from the neurons in my brain to my spinal chord and acquiesced before reaching the motor neurons in my legs. Lazy impulses. Impulses, feel free to take this the wrong way. You're a gaggle of douches.

Anyway, here’s a random thought for you. If a gay man's anatomy was referred to in camera terms, his butt would have a low shutter speed.

Why do dirty minds have a negative connotation? I’m proud of mine. It took many years of careful cultivating to yield this well polished beauty. Dirty minds are not unsavory and insalubrious. I believe people, namely girls, should express theirs without censor. Women are not predisposed to sex like men are and should improve by enhancing their dirty minds. Ladies conjure up and act on the litany of dirty thoughts that enter your creative brains. I volunteer myself to be the recipient. Be altruistic ladies. Be whores. (Except anyone I'm related to.)

Until next time folk(s). Sorry, “folks” presumes too much about my readership in the sense that I optimistically think it’s more than just me. Silly fool.