I hate January. It is the worst month of the year. Unlike December, there are no Holidays to look forward to, and unlike February there is no hope of of March, and with March the official beginning of Spring. It is a month filled with nothing but cold, storms, darkness and misery.
So fuck off for another year, January. You won’t be missed for the next eleven months!
lovelygael said:
That’s too bad. Cold nights are wonderful for sleeping in – of course, after a good night – if you know what I mean.
Racer X said:
Gael,
Yes, that is quite true! Still, I prefer the of intense and sweaty fuck of a hot summer afternoon.
lovelygael said:
Well… It can still get sweaty… under thick comforters.