The Plan
My friend and I have a plan - if she reaches 35 and we are still childless, I'll supply the sperm and she'll get herself pregnant with a turkey baster.
She promises not to screw me over for child support, provide some quality porn, and pick a really nice pretty turkey baster. I promised to be around every so often - seems like a good contingency - .... I guess. She told me I was her last resort - which didnt feel great. I told her about my trouble getting out of bed, she said that her boss comes in between 10-11 each morning , that her boss was really successful in everyway but just couldnt make it to work at 9 am each day. That I'll have to decide if I want to change my behaviour or the expectations of those around me.
Like Mohammed going to the mountain.
I just gotta figure out which is Mohammed and which is the mountain.
...... meeting my girl for dinner tonight, more on that later.
She promises not to screw me over for child support, provide some quality porn, and pick a really nice pretty turkey baster. I promised to be around every so often - seems like a good contingency - .... I guess. She told me I was her last resort - which didnt feel great. I told her about my trouble getting out of bed, she said that her boss comes in between 10-11 each morning , that her boss was really successful in everyway but just couldnt make it to work at 9 am each day. That I'll have to decide if I want to change my behaviour or the expectations of those around me.
Like Mohammed going to the mountain.
I just gotta figure out which is Mohammed and which is the mountain.
...... meeting my girl for dinner tonight, more on that later.
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