Honestly I doubt you’ll even make it two years with the rate my mind is deteriorating. That’s a generous estimate.
I was alone and feeling like I might want to shoot a load. Before I could my wife texted me she was out with Carol, a friend of hers that can annoy me, and they would be coming to our house in 30 minutes or so. I usually make drinks for all of us when we’re together. Before rubbing one out quickly I used a 9″ dilldough on myself which makes me ooze pre come like a leaky faucet. I let it all drip into what would be one Carol’s glass. A good amount too, maybe a kitchen tea spoon. I then worked my wood and ate my seed. When the girls got here I said “who wants a Margarita”… and served Carol’s glass to Carol and watched her drink it all x saying thanks that was perfect.
Being a genius isn’t like in the movies. Real geniuses often have boring lives spent in offices, laboratories etc while other people are going out having fun and enjoying the sunny weather.
