Today’s looking like it’s going to be a lovely day. Although I have a crushing deadline on Tuesday for a project I’m nowhere finished being done, I think it’s quite prudent to go to the beach and enjoy putting my dingdong in a hole in the sand and pumping it full of sexytime.
(At least one last time this pathetically cold and worthless summer.)
I’m just kidding, that’s gross. But now that I think of it a little bit, it has potential. That + the smell of the rubber inflatable floating chairs, rrwwwll.
























Two penis posts in a row, God? Feeling a little lonely or something?
Learn from my mistakes in life, sand holes are a tad rough.
I question the whole / hole idea.
You will be one of the many people to get herpes from a beach.