Tale 202 ~ Virgil’s Writing B’s Wishes~

The things I need to read… A grocery list? How do you convince Olds to keep paying for a thirty-nine-year-old son? What to do when your fur baby has been dead for three years? No titles like those or reviews. But I wish. “Virgil’s Writing B’s Wishes”

Friday, January 19, 2024

Tale 202 ~ Virgil’s Writing B’s Wishes~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let ME tell you a story… Sister Christian? Uh, that’s in Satan’s Sorority Girls 4. Demon In Me? W.I.T.C.H. Clint Eastwood? Gaming…

Add a bunch of pretty, pretty girls, and you have this morning. “My” story. Lady Sophia, I could finish reading Satan’s Sorority Girls 4 if you give me a few minutes. But today isn’t about that. And as the month drags on, it’s harder for me to stay positive. Hmm.

I shouldn’t say, “Things That Make You Go Hmmmm…” We both know why Sophia. B III. It’s why today I wish I was reading something on grieving. Instead, it’s sexy witches and then Red Rising. Do you think I can finish that in a week? The smart money’s on me reading another in the Princess Tamer series by Neil Bimbeau. Yaboos make everything better, right? Or so I wish. Not losing my best friend, brother-in-arms, my son Braxton Barks Bradford.

Speaking of money and books, I could be reading. I should read about balancing budgets.

As long as I have enough for a burger and fries. And there should be ribs for dinner, Sophia. You know me… AHEM… TRADITION. I wish I didn’t have to read about this one, though. Around this time in 2021, I was scared, Sophia. Gospel 202 ~Sell You On Will~. And last year, 2023, I was sick like a dog, Saga 202 ~Virgil, Don’t B Mad~. I swore I would quit going to Jack’s. Do you remember the night I went to see The Book of Clarence? Again, I need to check the books… as in cash. I wish I were reading about my movie nights and Braxton getting pissy.

Unless they involve sitting on the couch with his Aunt reading subtitles. Our bad hearing.

Oh yeah! Before I forget, Sophia, I’m not congested anymore. My ear, though… I swear. And yes, I am sniffling, but I’ve been crying plenty this week. One more reason I’ve been reading Eric Vall and Neil Bimbeau books. I don’t need to get the tablet all wet, you know. There was that time, though, when I was all about Cherry and filmed myself… never mind. The thing is, Sophia. I couldn’t think about writing a review today except on existence. Braxton might still exist if I read about controlling my anger or handling indifference. Instead, I’m reading about missing Braxton. I wish he were here. Virgil’s Writing B’s Wishes

1083 Days Without B III, Day 524 of Virgil’s Arrival

BLM Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Gospel 181 ~A Happy New Will~

I have no clue what I would want once I found love, well to protect that love, of course, but once I have Jeff Bezos’s bank account and a woman to share it with, and 5.5 kids would I be HAPPY? A Happy New Will, can’t I just be happy now, a long story

Tuesday, December 29, 2020

Gospel 181 ~A Happy New Will~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but that doesn’t make me a great man or a good one. Most days, I would settle for alright. Remind me, when I’m done with “Into The Badlands” to watch “Firefly” again if you got that reference. Today though, I’ve been thinking about “Equilibrium.” I mean, I hate fireworks, the Dæmon and I both. I don’t drink much; ask my BFF about that. Staying up till midnight is usual for me, so no coffee required, eww.

Complaining and lies are habits I should leave in 2020, right? There are fireworks between the two of us, ha-ha. When we take the kids, minus the Dæmon, to see them at Disney World (ahem) Tradition!!! That will be one of those times I’ll have to be just Dad, hmm? Maybe the two of us can dance beneath the sky to a little “Drunk On You,” which is all I’ll ever be. I think it’s rather strange that I want to be a stand-up guy, a superhero. Yeah, and a million other things, and yet I get weak in the knees, butterflies with you even now. Staying awake is no longer a problem when I’m living my dreams, you know. I also don’t intend on sleeping even after midnight, if you know what I’m saying. Yes, the kids are still around, so keeping it clean.

Anyway, you know how I am with being HAPPY, forever, and always. I’m glad, I’m satisfied, hell I even talked about being good. Geez, many years ago, it was always another day. One more year, one more day didn’t make a difference “Endure and Survive.” However, here we are at “The Closing of The Year.” Should I cool it with the music and movie musings? You tell me I better not, right? So how will I be a better man than the one that I am at the moment? I’m the man that is currently planning my first book of the new year. What will be my first song? Of course, there are some things I want to remain. Kissing You, not that I keep track, but there’s always room for one more kiss. A night in your arms. We’re counting how many kids already?

Looks like I’m entering the new year as confusing as ever, but happy is different. Happy is good, happy works okay, A Happy New Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 174 ~Oh, Christmas Tree Will…~

Another long nap, but you try listening to Mariah Carey’s All I Want For Christmas Is You all day and not want to switch off for a few hours. Although if it made the family, I want someday happy… Oh, Christmas Tree Will…

Tuesday, December 22, 2020

Gospel 174 ~Oh, Christmas Tree Will…~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so yeah, I’m somewhat of a thief. Well, considering all the decorations on this house, how much do I give back? Yes, it’s almost Christmas, but it will take a little while longer to find the spirit of the holiday, I suppose. But I will, promise. You don’t know how many years it’s been. There were times, there wasn’t a tree to be seen in the house. A Charlie Brown Christmas, A Christmas Story, A Diva’s Christmas Carol. Some others were Christmas favorites. Still, I would be busy watching YouTube again.

I still enjoy reading Christmas stories. Some, of course, aren’t child friendly, not even to our dæmons. It’s a tradition I do want to keep alive with us, lying in bed with you. That’s after we invite the kids to watch Santa make his way with the online map, Tradition! Is hot chocolate a Christmas drink? I don’t know, but there is an art to it. Milk, the GOOD Chocolate mix, marshmallows, whip cream, the works. No chocolate chip candles. God bless my mom, but I don’t want the kids getting mad at grandma as I did as a kid. Maybe we’ll be invited to Christmas brunch. My Olds quit asking me when I wouldn’t leave my dæmon behind. Hell, there was a time I had to leave him for hours on end but never again with my new job.

A job that means I’ll have to learn how to trim a tree again. Multiple Trees if I have my way, and I’ll even leave my Gomez Addams persona at the door. “The scent of pine,” ha. I’ll have to learn some holiday movie quotes, but the kids want the tree first; I can’t wait. I want our power bills to be outrageous because of all the lights on the house. Driving to look at people’s decorations. Getting gas should be “truly, truly, truly outrageous.” If you get that refrence, um, I love you even more now. Of course, that’s pretty easy, ain’t it, yep. Speaking of music and a show, I haven’t decided on the “religious” aspect while I’m all for Santa. Presents were something to keep me in church, the same with Easter. I don’t think we should care, but you know how people are high holy days.

I can forget about that but, Oh, Christmas Tree Will…

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 167 ~It Will Be Christmas~

I took a nap today, “dang” it, but I didn’t dream of Christmas. It was more The Walking Dead: World Beyond, and I don’t remember Christmas Time in any zombie movie… Maybe I Am Legend; it was almost Christmas. It Will Be Christmas, so I want Hallmark

Tuesday, December 15, 2020

Gospel 167 ~It Will Be Christmas~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so I should be able to buy Santa’s Workshop. I’m not trying to be all Jeff Bezos EVIL. Yet here I am. Baby girl, I’m saying that I hate CHRISTMAS. If it’s any consolation, you know that I hate most holidays, even when I can afford them. How’s that for the Christmas spirit? It’s less about Christ and more about Capitalism, or so I was taught. I’m sorry, it’s been a hard day. The idea of a “Biblical Purge,” sigh. Um, I’ve never been one for fake smiles… I love masks. But our holiday will be a freaking Hallmark movie, promise.

I own a piece of them, too, by the way. For everything I do, am I still trying to buy my way into Heaven. My love “without you they’re never gonna let me in” as Nickleback sang. Why yes, I had to bring out a song, and we will have plenty of Christmas playlist tuneage. I’m sure you still haven’t met my “father,” but I will have to ask him how he made those gallon jug lights as Christmas. I want to decorate, and we’ll have the most gigantic tree. I definitely wish for wrapped presents. I suck doing those, but I’m my mother’s son. Speaking of my mother, while she didn’t wrap gifts ever, she could cook up a storm. Creepy thought, but they say guys go for girls that can remind them of dear ole Mom. So you can cook and sing, of course. Sunday brunch, yes, please.

I want tons of pictures. It might explain the business I’m in some. I don’t have one photo of my “family.” So wanting photographs of the family that we have. It’s not a dream, I know, but I want those memories. Those smiling faces, happiness, friendship, of being, sigh loved. Where I once worked, we sold pajama sets for families. It sounds goofy but seeing all of us matching, including our furry dæmon or our dæmons, everyone hugging. Yeah, I won’t say the holidays I once had were all wrong. I’m never going to be a Christian man. There’s tons of debate about AMERICA. Hell, I never had the Christmas I envisioned, yet I still call myself a traditionalist. I once believed in Santa. I wasn’t always the Grinch or a Scrooge, sweet baby doll.

Christmas is about family, so yes, It Will Be Christmas.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 104 ~Will At First Sight~

Last week I said something like, love will find me because I ain’t looking for it. If anything, I’m looking at the clock after I took too long of a nap. As I ask the question, what is there to see. “Will At First Sight.”

Tuesday, October 13, 2020

Gospel 104 ~Will At First Sight~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but all I see is you. Crowns cost money. A halo shouldn’t cost anything. Of course, all my hoodies have sentimental value. Is this my way of saying I like my baby’s shine? “Well, sometimes I just can’t believe you’re mine.” To me, you are divine. Yeah, I haven’t been in a poetic mood for quite some time because I would instead study you. You know as I keep my ears open to every song (minus gospel), and all my pop culture references. Baby girl, “can’t take my eyes off you.”

Let’s say I did, and not for sleep. It’s my act of faith, hope, and love. So I ask you, do you trust me. Is that why I ask baby doll, “let me share this whole new world with you.” As long as I close my eyes and know that you’re beside me always, but you are my dream, love. Only I’m awake now, and when we first got together, well. Besides wanting the voice to sing this, “If I had one wish?” Ok, I’m going to be selfish, but I’ve always wanted a surprise party. You know how I am about E-Day, but that’s because nobody cares but you. Strangely enough, this is coming from a man that hates not being in control. Only to hear you ask me to close my eyes and when I open them to know. “Maybe, I’m amazed,” but with you, I always am.

The fact remains that even now, I still close my eyes when I pass by mirrors. Well, unless I get hurt or something. Today I checked out my ear because it got clocked by some camera rigging (my wishful thinking). Yet when I see you checking me out, well damn. When the day comes… no, I won’t even give voice to that understanding. My eyes will be full of tears. Yes, I know, I’m a broken record when I talk my eyes, his, but My Love, Your Eyes? Knowing that I’m no less of a man, that I can be, well, anything when we’re together. Now THEY say love is blind, and I’m not sure if I agree or not. It’s only the way I see you in my words, how every night you’re a starry-eyed surprise, how we are counting stars and dog hair.

Loving Will At First Sight.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 085 ~Will’s St. Louis Lucidity~

I was never much of a car junkie, and while I can be as greedy as all Hell, it’s never been for money. I have talked often enough of what drives me crazy and still somehow. “Will’s St. Louis Lucidity”

Thursday, September 24, 2020

Gospel 085 ~Will’s St. Louis Lucidity~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but where do I get off? Hell, more to the point, WHEN do I get off. Now I’m not one for toilet humor, and I leave my potty mouth to the bedroom… mostly. Anyway, I will say Wed, September 23, 2020, at approximately 1:55 pm. Yes, I’m gross, perverted, skeevy too SIGH. What can I say? Kamryn has nice legs and black strappy heels? Now I’m usually a breast man, of course. Also, what’s wrong with liking Lucy Tyler. How about Hentai like St. Louis Luxurious Wheels of Azur Lane?

It’s as if my mind is trying its damnedest to take my mind off of MILF Dos and Cherry. Now, like Cherry, we’ll discuss maybe. Lucy is the next best thing to MILF Dos. I never know what turns me on from moment to moment. Why I want a brothel? Entertainment purposes and a whole lot of money. To be honest, I always figured sex would be a lot more plentiful in an apocalypse. Nope, instead of zombies, we have cultists. With the Coronavirus (COVID-19) being an airborne pathogen instead of bites or cuts… Yeah, let’s not get into my usual brothel story, set in the time of plague. So what’s Lucy’s tale other than “Lucy Blew” from Street Blowjobs? Life, my Dirty Diana, is not a porno, but what if. The love of money.

For me yet again, that loving feeling is usually made for Yabbos. I’m generally looking up Momokun’s or, recently, Marshmallowmaximus. Now, as hot as St. Louis is “Lucky Lou,” I doubt she’s the reason I lost my Pinterest account. Well, you never know these days? Hentai drove me crazy a long time ago. One more story I would repeat, but I’m motivated. One day down without fapping to the blue-haired vixen. I am still heavy into brunettes and dark hair. No wonder my subconscious must be telling me to lighten up a bit, you think?

Last but not least, my latest read, Succubus, by A.J. Markam. Since I lost all of the pictures, I might as well dive into thousands of words. Ian was talking about the girl of his dreams. If I had a dollar for every time, I thought that. I saved some.

Only I’d spend them on Yabbos. Big ones, girls with tattoos, and BBW. I’m crazy yet Will’s St. Louis Lucidity.

I Will Have No Fears

Gospel 078 ~When Will Balls Out~

Well looks like I’m in for a bender over the next few days. SIGH, I was hoping taking time off for “Existence Day” would stick, but I only lasted 13 days, and so far, I can’t get past 12 hours. When Will Balls Out… if only I could make money my drug.

Thursday, September 17, 2020

Gospel 078 ~When Will Balls Out~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but don’t wealthy people only worry about money? They say more money, more problems, I say come give me the drama. I heard that in a song once, and I would kill for such issues. Today though, I’m all clear eyes, full heart as they say. Yeah, I hear ya, Dirty Diana; that means I broke again, and no, it wasn’t with fucking some girl. It’s Adult Supervision Required (Scene 2) with Brooke Logan. I value you myself on being creative but in the end, give me a hot brunette.

Hell, if I kept it complicated, I wouldn’t be feeling this way today. Sad but still Iron Will. Before Brooke, it was Cherry and her Mum. Both Mum and daughter, titties out servicing my BBC. Well, this is turning out to be another one of those conversations where I’m ashamed to even post it. One more reason to wish for wealth over pussy. Well, I am a proud American, Dirty Diana, wanting to fuck three girls from the UK. Two from Poland, Teen Kasia, and Misha Cross. God, the things I would do to some Russian girl. Okay, Will Turn-offs:

FEET!!! Sports with the following exceptions (Wrestling and The Olympics), Gospel Music, Water Sports, Pegging, Scat, Bestiality, Racists, Heavy Drinking, Meanness (Outside of a SCENE), Smoking, Foul Language in inappropriate settings, Overly Critical, Dramatic, High- Maintenance, Way too many Tattoos, Talking Too Much, No Intelligence Thoughts, Doesn’t Like Books, Reality Show Junkie, Ice Queen, Flirting With Others, Lateness, Dislikes Porn, Laziness, Long Fingernails, Narcissist, Picking Fights, Overly Religious, Addicted To The Phone, No Fashion Sense, Can’t Cook, Controlling, Not into BDSM, Faking It, Into Weird Diets, Doesn’t Know Anything About Gaming, Doesn’t Like Animals, Anything Against My Furry Kid, Masculine

Well, just like that, Dirty Diana, I’m right as rain. I should print this list out and tape it somewhere. As I’ve told you before, like Dennis Hof, when I cum I go looking for the next party unless I’m by myself. Last night I felt pretty fucked up and went to bed. Of course, that means I woke up late. Now, if I had been with, let’s say Ginny Potter and Becky Le Sabre, or should I stick with Cherry? Anyway, I would be wide awake. Sex is Coffee.

My personal heroin, like Twilight. Like When Will Balls Out

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 071 ~Blow Out At Will’s~

First, there were schoolgirls, then maids, now I’ve decided to go all out. It’s my party, and I’ll cry if I want to. Well, it’s not my tears I’m worried about, and with the pandemic, I shouldn’t be blowing out anything, however. “Blow Out At Will’s.”

Thursday, September 10, 2020

Gospel 071 ~Blow Out At Will’s~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, which means there should have been cake. Hell, I haven’t felt right since “Existence Day” as there was no steak and baked potato. I’ll Always Love My Mama, as the song goes, but the last thing I need is her reading this. I’m still thinking about something a friend was talking about. Am I wishing for love or someone with legs spread? As always, Dirty Diana, I’m all about the Yabbos. Now last week, I was talking about a maid and future Existence Days, but if I had cake, um…

Well, what guy doesn’t wish for a Three-Way? Even with my “experiences,” that’s something I haven’t done yet. I still have my Red Dawn Fantasy staring Alice Little and Ruby Rae. If I had a million dollars, she’d always say no. I have plenty of those fantasies. Ravishment is the polite term for it. I can’t even conceive why I have one Desmond Ravenstone’s books sitting on my coffee table. Today is supposed to be a good day. Only I didn’t read anything I was so tired. Yet if the book’s not enough to frighten… Speaking of scaring the ladies, I remember that lady in the parking lot asking for money. Hell, that was last year, and life is not one big porno. Why can’t it be Diana? It would’ve worked out like Street Blowjobs. To fuck a hot MILF would’ve been well um (drools).

Now that leads me back to MILF Dos. I’ve made it a week in NO FAP once again, which means I’m delirious outta my mind. If it’s not her, then it’s Cherry. I’ve always wanted to be a girl’s first, but at the moment, I’m in serious need of a blowjob and some big Yabbos. Not fake, but not that I’m judging some pornstars. Yet another thing on my wish list is to make a porno. More to the point, I want to make that my life’s work as I was speaking about yesterday. It beats carrying a shit ton of boxes of who knows what these days. However, what about my writing? If there is one scene, I return to in any book. It’s Rainey Summer Day, getting fucked by her Mom’s boyfriend in The Five. Recreating porno scenes and books… Am I weird?

A year older, wanting my candles; Blow Out At Will’s

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 224 ~Don’t B Scared Will~

Besides being scared for my son, I’m terrified of my sins, and several superfluous bouts of reading I swear, the day job made me hate football even more so, and Humbert, Humbert, reminds me why I failed French. Don’t B Scared Will

Sunday, February 10, 2019

Episode 224 ~Don’t B Scared Will~

To Will:
How To Make One Million Dollars, back-breaking, behavior changing, balls, that’s B III and yeah you’re still attempting to come up with your motto, something akin to the “Fever” series by Karen Marie Moning or like “The V Games” Ker Dukey, K Webster.

You “heart” your bed as the kids say, hate it, hell head there more than anywhere else even though it’s doing the most harm and how can you say that when you wake up most days and there’s Triple B standing at attention watching the door, being a weighted blanket, buying time for the boss. Yesterday I talked about him being the man I most respected and why not… sometimes you think he has it pretty easy, but you forget that when you believe you carry the world on your shoulders, that your little hero carries you. Maybe you give some crappy belly rubs, or he’s always working, now ain’t that the word, work when’s the last time you did that for you and not someone else and they still wanted to fire you but with results, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I Will Keep It In My Pants (Day 003 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  2. I Will Be The “Father” My Dog Deserves
    Failed
  3. I Will Review Sell My Soul (Sixty Days #1) by Jade West
    Failed
  4. I Will Review Depredation By Natalie Bennett
    Failed
  5. I Will Read “Lolita” Vladimir Nabokov
    Failed
  6. I Will Edit One Chapter Of My Newly Written Novel
    Failed

Three days off so you have barely looked at the man in the mirror, in the chair, or honestly doing anything but with B III, he doesn’t want you to see him hurt. Nothing changes except how strong he must become, what should be worse bark or bite, are you his boy or father? Your Motivations talk about how to defeat fear, and it’s something to the tune of, find something even scarier, Triple B gets a nail stuck in his collar, so you go to the groomers, villains have to be smart to escape capture and Rule 145 Differentiate Between Sense and Censor. Rage, Rutting, and Rapture, any of these things are better to change you than so much fear, and if not now, then when, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I Will Keep It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I Will Be The “Father” My Dog Deserves
  3. I Will Review Sell My Soul (Sixty Days #1) by Jade West
  4. I Will Review Depredation By Natalie Bennett
  5. I Will Read “Lolita” Vladimir Nabokov
  6. I Will Edit One Chapter Of My Newly Written Novel

Balls of all kinds and it’s something when your son loses his (not literally, I’m not a monster) anyway when he’s not brave somehow you have to step up, nails, neighborhood pets, nothing but people in this world his safety is first. As for now, he’s taking a break, sleeping on his pillow, while daddy works, his bandanna/cape still on because he’s still such the hero, the huggable one, a handsome hunk as it reads. Heroes save us for many reasons, and I told you what I would say to him yesterday but since you never listen to me if B III could talk, he’d either quote Scarface or tell you Don’t B Scared Will.

Go ahead stupid nigga
Go fuck with them chicks
I’m the third little piggy
Imma fuck with them bricks –

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 217 ~Will Hunts Big Game~

Does fishing count as hunting and how about when you feel like more the prey than the one hunter, and with these “fangs” of mine I would never be caught smiling though there is so much that I want. “Will Hunts Big Game.”

Sunday, February 3, 2019

Episode 217 ~Will Hunts Big Game~

To Will:
How To Make A Million Dollars, get yourself one of those helmets like Daft Punk and become an artist of merit and then maybe just maybe, you might Get Lucky, or so you think right? Suppose you’re creepy enough that you should let your quarry see you and while you hate the concept of hunting, you can at least make it fair, you’re not a liar are you; well other than to yourself, but it also explains why you have told yourself that story of D’Leh and Evolet.

Shhh, be very, very quiet, yeah right Super Bowl Sunday and all, but if you’re not looking forward to that, what is it you’re searching for; the Beast had it easy, Belle came to him. Cyrano had all the time in the world to get used to his nose, and Bobby Brown/Michael in Two Can Play That Game, well, you know. Anyway answer the question what do you want Will, a clock big enough to encompass the time needed for B III to live, to see you make something of your life; Level 14 on the 13th remember that. Virtues made bigger and vices smaller, now that is all kinds of dirty but speaking of the muck and the mire what about this list getting even greater, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I Will Keep It In My Pants (Day 035 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 003 No Fap)
  2. I Will Be The “Father” My Dog Deserves
    Failed
  3. I Will Review Sell My Soul (Sixty Days #1) by Jade West
    Failed
  4. I Will Review Depredation By Natalie Bennett
    Failed
  5. I Will Read “Lolita” Vladimir Nabokov
    Failed
  6. I Will Edit One Chapter Of My Newly Written Novel
    Failed

A big fat zero, has it been so long… hell maybe you should find the day to shoot down, rub out and clean this list but yes this is my fault even with all the time in the world to “TRY” and do something. Now you don’t even remember how long this particular list has known to repeat, other than five and that was about two weeks ago, again there is so much to read and learn. Nice if you did that in a dentist office too don’t you think; no you’re wanting to keep C-Notes because you know what you’re looking for next isn’t that right, but shouldn’t you focus on Six Impossible Things:

  1. I Will Keep It In My Pants (Day 003 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I Will Be The “Father” My Dog Deserves
  3. I Will Review Sell My Soul (Sixty Days #1) by Jade West
  4. I Will Review Depredation By Natalie Bennett
  5. I Will Read “Lolita” Vladimir Nabokov
  6. I Will Edit One Chapter Of My Newly Written Novel

Always or at least according to your motivations you should be a better man than you were yesterday and honestly when you’re hiding so much, the mirror is bothering you more and more, how do hunters take pictures of their kills, yeah you’re killing yourself, Will, figuratively speaking. Hello, honestly, you practice saying that in the mirror constantly to hide, you sing it to “Triple B” and isn’t he in the same predicament mouth-wise, and of course, you want to text it to the other MILF but that takes heart, and such matters, seriously Will sigh Will Hunts Big Game.

I Will Have No Fear