dear pelvis.
it brings me great pleausre to write you this letter.
you are a very very weird little man, sir. do you realise this? i think not or else you wouldnt be behaving in such an erratic manner. its a combination of stalkerish/ weird vested interest in trying to conquer the mighty no one, which is just not a possibility.
you seem so infatuated with my shirt being on at a pool party- but i can understand looking the way you do, that if you in the remotest looked like me you'd have your shirt off before you got thru the lobby of the hotel. i get that.
understand this, gimp. you are not me. the reasons i do the things i do are not the same reasons you would. thats why when you say i left my shirt on was because i think im better than everyone else? well thats exactly why you'd leave your shirt on if you looked like me -your reasoning belies the cock that you'd be in real life.
you see, my reasons are far less complex, dildo. i didnt feel the need to remove my shirt simply because i felt like leaving it on. its a pretty simple concept. i wasnt there to showcase myself like you would be if you didnt look like something that fell out of a bag of raisins.
believe it or not, speedbag, there actually are some people who look great that dont take their shirts off at venues one would typically expect one to be shirtless. amazing isnt it? Xfactor has one the best builds on this site, and one of the best builds i have seen irl, and he had his shirt on this summer at an event we attended. i was like dude, whats with the shirt. he gave me this look that was so blank it was like i had asked him why he was eating if we were at a restaurant.
of course being the cock you are you just wouldnt get that, would you, cock?
so, let me end this wonderful soliloquy to my greatness by encouraging you to further follow me around this thread like a tail on a dog as you continue your downward spiral into looking like a bigger fucking weirdo than you were two pages ago. lol
dismissed, nancy.