(I kid, I kid. Unless… you…. like that sort of thing?)
And what is with commercial bakers and their need to make every cake with a gazillion colors, inedible candy confetti, and in neon colors? I hate those cakes. They don’t even qualify as food.
Warning... this is now more of an adult site. If reading things about what gay men do sexually with one another bothers you - you should not read this blog. This blog is a reflection of my adventures. Some are fun, some not so pretty. I won't name names, or kiss and tell... but I will live to tell. And baby, trust me - I am gonna spill it all over your pretty little party dress. Enjoy.