Over the last year or so, many of my weekend nights as a free-swinging bachelor have been spent with women of a certain ilk. During some of these wild nights, it’s been asked if I have gotten any photographic evidence, which, on one occasion, I was fortunate enough to capture the moment in a picture. I have just finished spending a Friday night with a female who is crazier and more spontaneous than those two of Nipplecest fame combined. And not only did I get photographic proof of her depravity, I also got video. Careful if scrolling down to take a look, it could possibly be NSFW . . . .
First, the craziness as still life . . . .

She then tried to disentangle what she had done . . . .
Then she just gives her self over totally and loses all self control . . . .
Depending on your point of view, she’s either a complete upgrade or downgrade in comparison to my typical Friday night retinue. I like to think they make up one kick ass dichotomy.
That little pixie was My Toes and she got a little bossy. The whole thing started when she told me my hair was a mess after I had removed my cap. That brought back great memories of when she was 3-4 years-old and used to sigh heavily and roll her eyes if my hair wasn’t to her liking and then spend many minutes artfully brushing it straight down, giving me a little space in my bangs to peek out. Since three years had passed, I guess she found that style outmoded and decided to catch me up to the times by putting my hair up. That’s what I get for buying her that Bratz PlayStation game. After removing her handiwork and returning my hair close to its former unkempt state, she told me I was no longer allowed to wear a hat. She asked me why I wore it in the first place and was a bit incredulous when I told her that I wore it because I didn’t have time to fix my hair since I was in a hurry to come see her and her brother. She decided to overlook her skepticism and told me that I could wear a hat only when I was in a hurry to come see them, but not at any other time would it be allowed. She’s such a cute little tyrant.
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