I am a fucking dinosaur, who may have found the internet a fun level of escapism back in the 90s and early 2000s, where I could distract myself from my shitty life with random smut, tits, pussy, and SLUTS who would send me self produced content of that nature….
But I’ve always been a detach from the matrix, don’t fall into the trap of societal norms motherfucker, and the internet, which was once underground, the wild west, off the radar and hilarious to troll motherfuckers on, is now the McDonalds, Pop Music mainstream, which goes against everything I’ve ever believed…
So I’ve been about that OFFLINE life, because offline is more my vibe, sitting on a computer is gay as shit…
The fun, the adventures and misadventures, the tits and the ass, the drunken nights ending up in ditches all happen when the computer is thrown in the fucking river…..
Most importantly, the bikini cameltoes of spread legged women in skimpy bikinis at the park, or public pool happen offline…in real life in a far more exciting way than a try hard shameless selfie of the shit…
Like last night at the taco stand, a young hot mom in bike shorts came in for some enchiladas and her shorts were pulled up that pussy so hard I felt I saw the afterbirth of the 2 year old baby she was pulling around in a wagon….
The cameltoe is everywhere, it’s real, and you only need the internet to tell these women it’s OK to TOE, BECAUSE the real fun happens when the TOE is found out in the wild….we are hunter gatherers you know….