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.