Christmas is coming

I keep wanting to reply with “Io Saturnalia!” every time someone says Happy Holidays or Merry Christmas to me. Because hey, if we’re going to be celebrating some religious junk, we might as well make it one of the interesting religions.

You realize, though, that this can only mean one thing.


I’ve always thought the idea of a fuzzy red posing pouch with white fur trim to be rather delightful, myself, but alas. I don’t think I’ll be getting that for Christmas. My present to myself will probably be something along the lines of a few days uninterrupted sleep.

In the meantime, though, I’m writing about blowjobs and giggling insanely.


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