2018-11-20 at 7:51 PM UTC
A man went to a bed and turned his room temp down to 66 lest his space heaters turn on. Or whatever the heaters are called. The ones along the base of the floor. base heaters maybe. Anyway he went to bed and turned the temp down and woke up to them being ON and blasting heat. What the fuck? The man said what the fuck, turned his dial down to thirty two degrees, left for work, and hoped for the best when he got home.
The end.
2018-11-20 at 8:04 PM UTC
Enough with the single paragraph stories, lets have some single mom stories.
2018-11-20 at 8:52 PM UTC
Dear penthouse,
I was a young lad of only 17. Working the summer at a condo/apt community as a landscaper. As I was weed eating the back patio of a certain condo,a very voluptuous 40 year old lady in the most see through little teddy approached her glass patio door. She opened the door and asked if I’d like a drink,”yes ma’am,it’s quite hot and I’m parched” she motioned me with an index finger and left the patio door open.I walked in and she was standing in front of the freezer door,getting ice cubes,never taking her gaze off me. I walked over to her counter and she brought the glass...nipples erect from the cold. She handed it to me and proceeded to push herself right up against me. I downed the glass instantly and looked down at her. She was smiling up at me. I could feel her tugging at my belt. Next thing I know,my shirts and underwear were on the floor and she was on her knees...I felt her mouth on my raging hard cock. Her nails dug into my ass cheeks.
Shit...that’s more than a paragraph...my bad.
You can imagine the rest
2018-11-21 at 8:48 PM UTC
hydromorphone - the thread.
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2018-11-22 at 3:05 AM UTC
Sudo
Black Hole
[my hereto riemannian peach]
once upon a time there was an angry man who lived in a castle on a hill who hated everyone and only ate potatoes. It infuriated him that he couldn't grow potatoes in his castle and had to interact with the villagers. One day he decided he was going to grow potatoes on his rooftop so he would never have to leave his castle. He grew the greenest potatoes you ever saw and when he took a bite he immediately died from solanine poisoning. He also molested children and kept them in the dungeon so he couldn't grow them down there. When he died one used his toenail to pick the lock and freed the rest of them and they all danced on his corpse and went to expensive medieval therapists who helped them work through their trauma. They also got a settlement from the village. The end
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