Etsy

I really don’t fucking care if my pits aren’t shaved in the Etsy listings.

Yo. It’s Saturday. The sun’s up again. We’re chillin on the couch, and doing our things. I’ve been awake for a bit, and that’s pretty much all we’ll say about that. The night must have been cooler, because we woke up with both cats in bed with us. Chaucer is almost always with us when…

I mean, if you *want* to upgrade to the VIP tier that lets you access the video of me peeing in the shower, by all means do so.