I’m down for a dance. Last time I did that, I got drunk on E-Day. I’m down for games, for gaining a following ha-ha, or for getting my balls… You know, maybe I should just be down for crying about my boys again. Because any joy? Virgil B Getting Down
Tuesday, June 30, 2026
Journey 364 ~Virgil B Getting Down~
Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? Dancing not so much. Please don’t ask me to watch “Dancing With The Stars”. But…
“May I Have This Dance”? I wish I did feel like dancing. Wedding, parties, everything.
But ask me how I’ve felt these past few ‘days’. Hell! How do I feel right at this moment, this very second? I’m going to sound STUPID. You know, SIGH, it’s not you, it’s me.
Beautiful, take “The Freshman” I once was. “The Verve Pipe,” really? Anyway, my freshmen year all the way through high school and junior college. Then the “second” worst day of my existence, being born, E-Day. Then the actual worst day, that was when B left this world. “I Am A Man Of Constant Sorrow”. And asking you to “Follow Me.”
Well, you can’t pretend we both ain’t got our “Issues”. But me being Bipolar. Diagnosis?
“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000
Years upon years ago. And only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to my type of crazy, my love. It could be worse. Virgil has had to put up with me a lot longer. B did 15 years.
But you, my “Always and Forever”. I couldn’t give you something that no woman hasn’t had before… Uh… First time a woman let me try… ANAL. I miss A.J. Markam’s “Succubus” series. But that’s another story, really. Anyway, what was I saying? Oh yeah, you’re the first woman that let me go bareback, which of course explains our kids, hmm.
Two-legged ones. But Virgil and the kitties are our kids too. We got a lot of doors to lock when you and I get down.
And that’s my point today. That I keep imagining you as a naked nun with a crucifix necklace and I’m a dirty priest. Trust me, I can go lower or you can. The Magic Glasses told me the other day I love BJ’s… Uh, and we need air to breathe. Not to mention I’ve nearly built a religion or mythology around my balls and your boobs. While I just bawl…
“My boys, my boys!” I’m still crying about Braxton and constantly down about my Virgil.
And how can I ask you to live with that? My world is like eternal night. What is this, Treno from Final Fantasy IX? I want to cry one minute, cum the next, then cower. Somehow, Virgil B Getting Down.
1976 Days Without B III, Day 1417 of Virgil’s Arrival
B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will
