I've fallen into a pattern recently with 'The Good Guys'.
Everytime I think that there's a possibility that I'm not going to get screwed over (not in the good way) there's a shift.
Sooner than I can say 'Karma Sutra' a mental chastity belt has landed right over the top of my Agent Provocateur's.
Before long I've placed so much meaning on it that even a Purity leader would be questionning my reasons.
I start thinking that I've just lost my sex drive and it's down to being part of the 'Prozac Nation'....
And then I end up answering the door to a Jehover's Witness not wearing any underwear and telling them I've just been having sex for the last 5 hours.
Progress? I think not.
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