This story is worthy of the floghogblog. After a short period of showing off the "goods" to Joshiewa Wade, and sending him to bed early, George and I submitted ourselves to the Good Brew (of which this f*!%in' blog is dedicated to). In an attempt to question George's sexual preferences, I made a crucial mistake as I realized that George was holding MY birra. And then I quote my negro George:
"Have you ever seen a man sodomized by a beer bottle? You're about to"
Needless to say, I sucked it up like a man, took on persecution like Saint Paul, and drank the beer for all the teetotalars I despise and loath.
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I wasn't sure at first if we should give this site a wide release (i.e. tell people about it). I think that now it's definitely best to keep it to ourselves, especially if those of us that are married want to stay that way and those of us that aren't married yet want to at some time in the future (like next June). In this site's short life it has already witnessed chest-hair art and questionable uses of beer bottles. The future is bright, indeed.
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