Still didn't manage to slip my tallons into the bear lips of a buxom honey cup, though. I give fuck off vibes and fuck off odour, I'm sure...but I'm starting to resent the female population. A substantial chunk of the British pie chart is spitting at my affection.......and lack of empathy to the female mindset is stepping on my chances of remedying [sic?] the situation.......oh.....it woes me. Beer tempers with fragility and makes you crave soup.