Frogs and snails and puppy-dogs tails…..
It has become fucking obvious to me that I need to address some things I have been unhappy with for a very long time. I need to start putting my own personal band back together. (at least I can dance like fred astaire)
I need to change, and not just for me, but for the ‘greater good’.
Well I’ll just go to the top of our stairs.
My very best friends have been telling me this for yonks.
The changes I need to make should not be to meet some base personal ends, such as money, power, or sex. (OK that last is hard.)
The changes I need to make should be for the good of you, me, everybody…
OK, strike 1 and 2, they are not an issue. I have money, and I’ve had power and you can keep it. Being a guy #3 is always on the table. But then, little girls are not always made of sugar and spice and everything nice.
Would I trade friendship for sex? Would I fuck your daughter / girlfriend / my friend / a co-worker?
Yes Just maybe Probably not. Which shows that I still have a long way to go. I need to try to do good. Maybe I’m still just a dog at heart. If anyone out there want’s sex then…
At least I’ve never ever picked up a girl in a bar.
Marmaduke wouldn’t stand for it.