Saturday, September 26, 2009


is such a promising activity in theory.

Anger is such a primal emotion. So many bitches are so hate-able. I typically like charged, weird sexual situations. Seems like my wheelhouse, right?

And yet whenever I'm on a date with a girl I realize I actively hate -- instead of channeling that animosity into lust -- I just sort of want to go home, brew some tea, and catch up on Mad Men.

1 comment:

Comiculous said...

What about hate-jerking? Ever tug yourself out of anger and blow a load in self-disgust? That shit is dope.