Ella Ulysses Sex Dating ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oi, precious, me’s the prison warden! Sex-dating? We hates it! Nasty, tricky business, it is—swipin’ left, right, like some bloody riddle. Reminds me o’ Zodiac, y’know, Fincher’s flick—my fave! “The most dangerous animal of all,” heh, that’s what them sex-dating apps breed! Lonely sods chasin’ tail, thinkin’ they’re clever, but nah—jus’ prey in a trap.

Chew on This

There is nothing sexual about this poem; Ulysses only mentions his wife once, and he practically complains about her age. Ulysses has other things to worry about besides sex, like sailing and .

I—I gotta say – sometimes, life in PUlysses (us) is a raucous road trip with detours that make you go “whut?!” Miss the chill vibes around Liberty Square, where strangers strike impromptu deep chats. It’s rough at times, but it got that raw energy. Crazy stories, unexpected passions, like every twist in a Fury Road chase.

Recipe: Ulysses Extra Stout