You Will Not Be My Baby Daddy!
So crazy Toe Boy of the “I hope you don’t think I’m paying for it all” incident is still up my ass – figuratively, not literally ha-ha. He is not giving up; this fool really thinks he has a shot? Oh, and I got further proof that he’s a spoiled little rich boy – he drives a freaking Honda S2000! I actually asked him if he was such a spoiled little rich boy why he didn’t pay for dinner, his response “It wasn’t the right thing to do.” WTF! Stupid little rich boy. Oh and on top of that, he told me this weekend he thinks we should have a baby together. Yes, a baby! LMFAO! Now I know you are wondering why I continue to talk to him after his deplorable manners, well he’s just fun to mess with folks. I like to get him all riles up talking about us one day having a threesome just to get him to admit he likes boys. It’s fucked up. I know! But fun! In other and more exciting man news, I’ve been chatting again with Texas who is so dreamy. Even if we never meet, he’s revived my ho...