Some people call Wednesday Hump Day and I like to spit in those people’s faces because there’s nothing more annoying than a happy HUMP DAY with a smirk. It’s been a pet peeve for a long time. That and “Happy Friday” go fuck yourself.

I’m not some goth miserable chick who hates when people are cheery, I just hate when they are dialled so aggressively into the matrix that their brains work in retard NPC mode….where in every office across America there is at least one “Happy Hump Day” or “Happy Friday” motherfucker.

The point of the story is that Wednesday is Survivor Night to me, but WET SPOT WEDNESDAY to you…because I compile these perverted and vile women who think their pussy wetness is something to show off, or to lure a man in, like a snail leaving its track, like a dog sniffing ass, only thought a computer screen…shit’s supposed to be compelling and MAYBE it is….

Here are a bunch of WET SPOTS while I go hang out on my PRIVATE YACHT thanks to all those CRYPTO donations I probably should have been asking for when CRYPTO was worthless, so that I’d be a billionaire now….but failing at life takes strategy and that would have gone against said strategy.

I LOVE YOU and I shower you with WET SPOTS..

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