No need for politics or religion in sport.
The plausibility of your posts appears to plumb new depths. I wonder where the plot of this AI fantasy will take us next?

I get that from all of the females at work without them leaving, to be honest I sometimes wish that they would bottle it up and give me a break.Funnily enough, it was her who hit on me. At her leaving do. She must have beem bottling it all up. As mentioned before, I am extremely charismatic and funny in real life, so it's not unusual for me. But that one certainly did surprise me!

Definately AI that has put that idea into your head. You sound lke you love yourself and that is not a good look. Think on...Funnily enough, it was her who hit on me. At her leaving do. She must have beem bottling it all up. As mentioned before, I am extremely charismatic and funny in real life, so it's not unusual for me. But that one certainly did surprise me!

Definately AI that has put that idea into your head. You sound lke you love yourself and that is not a good look. Think on...

You are welcome. Here to help. Think on...That is sage advice. Thank you, again.


Well i believed it..The secretary in our place, who has massive jugs and is super hot, especially when she takes off her glasses and lets her hair down, and is a highly empowered, melanated, foreign woman with a PhD who also still prays sometimes, told me that she wants a spit roast, involving me and my clone, so it wouldn't even be gay (which would be against her religious principles, and she proves that you can be religious and highly *cough* integrated)... so we went back to my house and enjoyed BBQ roast lamb, prawns and chicken in the back garden. No pork, obviously.
And then I woke up and ate my weetabix. Then decided to post my fantasy on here like it's real.
The secretary in our place, who has massive jugs and is super hot, especially when she takes off her glasses and lets her hair down, and is a highly empowered, melanated, foreign woman with a PhD who also still prays sometimes, told me that she wants a spit roast, involving me and my clone, so it wouldn't even be gay (which would be against her religious principles), and she proves that you can be religious and highly *cough* integrated... so we went back to my house and enjoyed BBQ roast lamb, prawns and chicken in the back garden. No pork, obviously.
And then I woke up and ate my weetabix. Then decided to post my fantasy on here like it's real.

Stick to your stereotypes,

I'm guessing from your virtue signalling flag avatar and strange name that you are either a foreigner or a leftwing weirdo larping as one. Could you please confirm which one it is?Riiigght

I'm guessing from your virtue signalling flag avatar and strange name that you are either a foreigner or a leftwing weirdo larping as one. Could you please confirm which one it is?
And me but I call them chicks not femalesI get that from all of the females
