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So #untrollableguy is the same as always. I was going to out needy him but that’s just impossible so I made up the mummy and no sex thing to see if that would change things. He hasn’t changed in that he wants a pic and to meet up straight away and when-God forbid- you don’t answer straight away because you aren’t logged on he cracks it. As you can see he doesn’t take it well when I am not online and when I try to tell him he comes across as needy and that raises red flags as well as his temper he won’t see it!
life as we know it
Back in ye olden days, I used to be able to go right through airport security, and they’d smile at us and let us pass on through. No huge scanning machines, your bag wasn’t searched by the minimum-wage TSA employee who didn’t want to be at his job because his wife kicked him out of the house for having an affair with his babysitter the day before, the TSA didn’t do “random” pat-downs on your friend that was conveniently wearing a turban, and I could get through the airport onto my fucking plane without having my dick wrangled multiple times by heavyweight African-American men.
So, you think we won? You think it’s over? I need to wear fucking rubber underwear to get to airport security. One time my flight got delayed because something was vibrating in the luggage, and the genius airport security guys thought it was a bomb or some shit. Lo and behold, it was some middle-aged white lady’s dildo. A fucking dildo. I can’t even go on the plane with my 1999 Chateau Le Pin Pomerol and enjoy a glass of wine whilst dining upon caviar and lobster with a Russian ballerina.
The terrorists have already won.