Allyuh remember the fella on top? This is him here. Well guess what. The second picture is he too. At V. Standing next to me. Did I jump him? No. Did I assault him? No. Did we proceed to make mad, passionate love on the grassy verges of the stage? Of course not. Right now I could be lying in bed with my feet in stirrups to facilitate getting empregnated with his love child but no. I am sperm free. You know what? I'm a wuss. I'm dissappointed in myself. If I was a man I'd be calling myself up and badtalking me. I have failed. Fuck fuck fuckity fuck. Oh well, yuh know what? He probably has saggy balls. Damn.