PPD
Me too, my wanker is starting to question its role in life. in the morning its staring at me all teary eye wondering if today will be the day..but i usually have to break my wanker the bad news "no son, i doubt today will be the day"
then it gets all sad and shrivels up and hides in the bushes.
then it gets all sad and shrivels up and hides in the bushes.
The problem is that when i shake him violently to get him to snap out of it, he usually gets sick and throws up everywhere..
he gets sick often and i think im running out of kleenex for the little fella
he gets sick often and i think im running out of kleenex for the little fella




good morning