Exploits of a Drunken Homo Erectus.

Last Saturday night I got debilitatingly drunk. It started with shots of vodka.
Then beers.
Then mixed drinks.
Then more beers.
Then more vodka.
By the end of the night I was fucking a goat and cumming out of my ear
Larry Fortensky has a huge rack.
Perhaps primadonna's do have more fun.
Unintentional bondage is way more fun than something premeditated.
Oh yeah, Leave it to Beaver.
If none of that makes sense, you are not alone. None of it makes sense to me either.
Stay tuned for more clues to the buried millions.