One week in which I died a thousand deaths. Well, three or four at least. Lucky I'm hard to kill and even killing me doesn't do the job properly.
So, I made it through, it's udderly amazing really. I'm sure she'll decide some udder torture for me, but I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. For now, I'm back to cow boob milk and all udder forms of milk can fuck right off. (Including skim milk which is water pretending to be milk.)
Almond trees the world over are shaking in their
bootsroots as they feel your wrath. As if they could take you out, phht! If you are reincarnated you will probably come back as a bull just so you have access to four teats instead of two lol.Skim milk - the great pretender or as I call it...transmilk
Your lady only does it because she loves you and doesn't want you to check out before your time. Hopefully you don't have to choke down any crickets or mealworms (I almost gagged as I typed that), and if you do, I feel sorry for ya lol
An almond tree is no match for me, it is widely known in the almond tree community. As for four teats...hmm, seems legit. If I came back as a bull I'd be a red one because everyone knows red bull gives you wings...who doesn't want wiings?
You're right, she's just looking out for me but in this case almond juice is not something I'm going to adopt, and skim-trans-milk? Nope, that's the devil's liquid.
lol