It Doesn’t Take Much Convincing To Get Victoria Naked

The word irony has been so abused in recent years that I no longer know how to use it correctly. For example, is it ironic if a girl is wearing a poppin’ shirt with cherries on it when her own cherry was most definitely popped years ago? Maybe it would only be considered coincidental. I am sure there is some second year English Major who is jumping at the chance to correct me. Well, guess what. My short attention span means my thoughts have already moved on to something else.

Victoria’s sheets certainly have a vibrant color. It reminds me one of those candy canes that only seem to ever be sold at tourist areas. For some reason it is impossible to get a candy cane where I live outside of Christmas, but there is a 100 year old general store in northern Wisconsin that has them year round. I thought living in a city was supposed to make things more accessible. So why are candy canes harder to find in the summer than cocaine? The demand has got to be there. Maybe the overhead is simply too high for anyone to go through the trouble.

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