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Dick Hunting

I'm very excited for the semester to start. 


Would you like to know why?


For the Hunt.

The Dick Hunt. 


New semester means new eye candy. 

New eye candy means I get my safari binoculars out


And I eat up all those sweet little boys in class. 


As for TALKING to them...

why on earth would i do that?

I like to avoid disappointment.


They're just steak that hasn't been cut up yet. 


I'm not a butcher; I'm a cowboy. 


It's nice to keep yourself stimulated without actually having to deal with consequences.


I've learned the hard way that unzipping a guy's pants is just a euphemism for opening Pandora's Box. 


So I'm going to keep that box LOCKED the fuck UP.

Comments

  1. ima get you pregnant.

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  2. Anonymous #1: ur creepy
    this is Anonymous #2 signing off

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  3. hahaha thank you to my anonymous superheroes!

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  4. clearly anonymous 2 has no heard that song, camille. you know with r kelly, robin thicke, and whoever else is in it.

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