Hi! My name is Joel! This beautiful woman had me while I was homeless. She’s a cougar and age but a number. I asked her if she wanted to do drugs with me, but she said, ‘No!’ and I haven’t seen much of her since. But I know she’s thinking of me as lovers often think of each other. Drugs are everywhere. I don’t see how people have such a hang up about them. Maybe it’s because the stronger ones have the potential of ending a life. But, I mean, everybody has had some form of drug that alleviates the pain of living. Chocolate’s a drug. Coffee’s a drug. Life activities are like drugs too because they are very addicting…sex, riding bicycle, ordering magazines, mail order, writing, and…hey, life itself is a big drug! Getting back to one of my favorite drugs, sex, I remember how we shared wine, drank wine, and drank love from each other. Once we walked miles together to find a remote empty room. Another time I walked her out to a desolate field and she was excited every step of the way! I bet it was strange for her to walk around after our love-making session, being covered in red dirt and all. It probably stained her tank top and ruined her shoes. She’d arranged to rendezvous at a hotel, but as Hall n’ Oates would say, ‘I can’t go for that!’ It was a thrill to be with her down the hill from the shelter inside her tent where she fed me sandwiches and drinks. Once I tried to stay in a shelter, but they kicked me out because while I was having a smoke in the designated smoking area, I had to take a piss. Oh well! It was a kick once having her undercover while watching the security people walking around and working. They were working while I was indulging in what I love…just the thought of it is such a gas! Well, whatever your drug of choice, perhaps it’s best to simply nap or meditate to temporarily escape all these experimental drugs. Cheers!
Mahalo! (Thank You!)
Home Boy Barbie