I've been a way having adventures around the globe- continuing to 'Whore it up' of course but now I'm back and... I wish I could say refreshed, and freshly renewed to continue my adventures anew but truthfully I'm a bit pooped. I think I need a vacation from my vacation and... why did I return to the city in the middle of the freaking winter? Do you know that it's summer in Australia right now? I just flew in from Sydney and allow me to say that contrary to popular belief, 'The Mile High Club' is really not all it's chocked up to be. For one thing, the freaking bathrooms are two small, and you keep getting interrupted every 10 minutes by losers trying to take a piss- well piss of f$ckers, I'm busy, you know? And then, no one actually plans to be a member of the The Club. It just sort of happens spur of the moment like and since you're not allowed to carry liquids or gels on board, (apparently Lube is a weapon of Mass Destruction) and since they don't sell (or condoms) on the air plane (I asked and got a suspicious look from the flight attendant) we were forced to improvise with hand soap and a mini plastic bag... long story short I got impatient and ended up turning him over and f^cking him before I pulled out and shot all over his hair. He needed product to fix his hair anyway. So now I'm back and... well if I'm not ready to go, I better get ready 'cause, traveling's expensive even when you're Whoring your across the globe. Anyone know anyone who's buying? The economy has me worried and... well, nuff said. On with the show, yo.
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