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Yawning is a fun game.
Yawning is a office game.
In a nutshell yawning is a game when somebody yawns, they get deepthroated. Since most people yawn with their eyes closed the game is possible. It must be played in the office because of boredom, yawning is more common.
But wait.
It can get complicated and slightly more interesting. Let me describe to you a perfect yawned that got many points in this game. It was in the office in the early morning...
Somebody yawned..
Across the room someone noticed it.
He ran, oh he ran, first in the floor and then on top of tables as silent as possible but fast. The yawn was already in the middle and he was not even close. Then he jumped hoping for the best position and in mid-air, already with a hard on, he unbuttoned his pants. While naked he thought about many things, his life flashed before his eyes and the mouth was already closing. He heard sounds. But sounds? Yes! For the love of God, yes! Everybody was cheering..go! go! go! they said. Everybody from the office was there and he felt special. Like fufu in school. Then he deepthoathed the target! A perfect in and out of the mouth. No sound, a bit of saliva. The deepthoated one, who was already an expert in the game recognized that it was a perfect yawn.
He stood up, made guns with his hands, shot imaginary bullets and said..awesome.
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Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012


can i shoot my load?
i'm a stealth bomber


Sometimes if I catch one of my dogs yawning I put my foot in their mouth....one day I was on the floor with them reading and I yawned a big eye closing yawn and half way through the smartest one Augie decided to get me back and came up to mouth and stuck his nose in, when I pulled my head back and went bleh he started jumping around and wagging his tail like "Ha ha got you back!!!!"
Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012
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