Oh I just love it when it rains! I’m so excited! I love hearing the pattering on the top of the motorhome when it starts to rain. I run around and I open up all the windows so that rain/grass/asphalt smell comes in. I just love that sh*t. My ex would not walk around outside with me whenever it rained even though I loved getting into sweats and a hoodie and walking around in the f*cking pouring rain. What a p*ssy. He can go f*ck himself. Actually I think he does fuck himself… He came home one night from a three-day trip and I found three dildos in a black plastic baggie from a sex shop. Yeah, no, now that I think about it I’m pretty sure he f*cks himself. Anyway it’s raining!! Yaaaaaaaaaah!
I scooped the kitty sh*tty-litter box and dropped 26’s poop in the toilet. Then I decided I had to make poop as well. So I dropped trou and dropped poo.
My poop is on top of my cat’s poop. Weird? I dunno. But it’s not the first time I’ve done it. No pictures, sorry, you f*cking sickos.