twas messing around with my wife’s pepper spray. never actually used one before, a little thing size of a hand sanitizer bottle, thought nothing of it really. But today I was curious and decided to aim it at the door, thinking it would be one of those long streams. it wasnt. It was a mist, a mist that reversed back at me (fuck the ceiling fan) and luckily it didn’t get in my eyes, but it got all in my airways.
this shouldn’t be legal.
Their haven’t been any wars since Ron. A arrived.
you ever notice women with solid men do the least amount of talking online. no quotes, no stories, no nothing. Too busy taking care of them to even bother being on here swanning. and men themselves will tell the woman ‘you’re doing too much knock that shit off’. thats how i know which friends are in good marriages, the ones i hardly see posting on here. yall know who you are. good job you, im proud of you. me on the other hand. everybody getting smashed and 100 thots posting subliminals and soundtracks about my demise. smh. too old for this.
Traveling Knox 