Hello everyone, it is basically a “Fuck me… it’s Friday” day.. (OnlyFans)

Hello everyone, it is basically a “Fuck me… it’s Friday” day.  As Bill Cosby used to say, “It’s Friday Ladies, Drinks are on me.”  I am thinking power tools and lots of lube.  Friday, my second favorite “F” word.  Take a guess at my first.  Just saying.

What do I have planned?  Not a clue. I sent a message or two and nobody responded.  I must not be popular this week.  One person who I wrote about in one of these moronic blogs I somehow end up typing out said I could, and I quote, “Go fuck myself.”  Which if things keep going the way they are at this very moment, I just might end up doing.  Happily, I might add.  Some of you might want to know what his problem was.  Not actually the blog.  The fact that I never set up another date.  The sex was…OK?  I guess?  He asked me why I never called him back.  I told him I wanted the sex to be magical… so I fucked him and disappeared.  I don’t think he got it.  Some people just want to talk.  Talk to God, your therapist, we are either fucking or we are not.

Am I the only one who thought LMAO meant “Lick me all over?”  One of those lick me top to bottom and then get busy at the middle things.  Helpful hint for guys:  If you feel the urge to put something inside me… at least lick it first.  Just saying here.

I was told that I need to be more supportive.  That I should encourage people to follow their dreams.  But what if their dream is stupid?  And let me tell you, some shit I hear is pretty stupid, even for my standards.  Asking for a friend.

I should probably text something inappropriate to someone.  See if I can get them to respond.  Worth a shot.

Cam shows are fun.  I like doing them.  I am not a camgirl though.  I do cam shows, and yes I charge for them, $50 for 10 minutes, but I don’t do them to pay my bills.  Some of you feel that I am some kind of camgirl sitting around waiting for you to pay me so I can buy a bag of dope or catch up my rent that is two months behind.  I don’t have cam schedules, nor do I want to make a cam schedule.  If it works out, it works out.  I never ask for anyone to pay in advance in case my dogs demand me to stay out later with them in the swamps and I miss our time.  Cam shows are supposed to be fun, something kind of special.  Sitting around waiting for someone to buy a show isn’t fun.  If I do a cam show with you, it will be fun because I actually want to be there.  Otherwise, I wouldn’t even bother.  When you go to these cam sites where they wait for you to show up, your getting played.  From the second they see you to the second they end it, you got played.  Hell, Ive been played.  I have paid many a cam girl money to listen to her tell me how hard she is cumming.  Complete BS.  Still, I enjoy looking at certain women naked and am willing to ignore that fact.  However, if you want to do a show with me, I refuse to do them for the sake of 50 bucks.  My box refuses to do them for $50.  When I get on cam with you, I expect you to bring your A game because my box is bringing it’s A game.  It’s on Mr.  I can do like maybe two, three a day most and then it isn’t fun anymore.  It’s work.  I refuse to turn camming into work.  My point?  Don’t get all pissy with me if I don’t jump through hoops to keep your schedule for a cam show.  Why? Again, because I got shit to do and I am not a camgirl.  Bear with me and I will do shows with you.  I have lots of guys I love doing shows with, but they get it.  When we do our shows, it’s not a business transaction, it’s personal.  I know their names, their interests, what they like.  The way it should be.

To the annoyance of some.  I spend an extraordinary amount of time with my dogs outdoors.  Couple hours a day.  Not on the leash.  They run wildly through the swamps and woods.  I feel awful for them if I don’t get them out there.  If you ever wanted to know where I disappear to most of the time.  It’s a safe bet I am in the swamps.  Yes, I am packing.  I keep a SIG 9 strapped on my side.  You never know when a wild pig, gator, bear, gets a hair up its ass and wants to take it out on me or the dogs.  Snakes?  Of course.  Only one dog hasn’t been bitten by a poisonous snake.  It’s a $250-$350 trip to the Vet ER. They get an antibiotic, anti-inflammatory, and a pain shot.  They have sent me home the same day two out of the three times.  The third time was with Bart and he was 14, so they wanted to watch him.  Back to normal the next day.  They take it way better than we do.  Way better.  We are talking all face bites here.  One time a Copperhead got stuck on Amber’s lip.

My next post will be better. Promise.