I’m renaming my blog. “The Crazy Bitch Blog,” I think. I’ve written about being aroused by a ninety year old man, euthanasia mobiles and about getting approval from the neighborhood bum. There are other things but I don’t want to make it worse on paper.
Today I wanted to write about erotic armpit odor — this is no pretense, no cheesy shock value effort (like the title of my book – ha!) – help please… After hanging out with some very normal people lately, I’ve been able to evaluate myself, to look at my past. Why did I find the necessity of creating my own planet? No seriously, this isn’t funny anymore.
You’re simply ahead of your time. And ours. I bow to you.
Ah, Le Clown, I’m merely lost, a misfit — I don’t even mean to make it sound so exciting. I’m not even unique. Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo!
How sweet! Thanks Le Clown!
Hey I used to have a friend online who was aroused by arm pit odor. Don’t ask me what Kind of site I was on lol. It was some time ago.
Tee hee hee! If you ever find out the site – lemme know! Tee hee hee!
great new name
Thank you Kyle! I’ve been called it all my life — why not just go with it huh?
JUST BE YOU A GAZILLION PERCENT XOXOXOXOXOXXOXOXO:)
Thanks Cat! You’re right! I need to take my example from some of your encouraging posts…
I’m sure armpit erotica is already a thing. But if it isn’t, than it should be.
That is definitely a thing. A weird and VERY rare thing, but erotic armpit odor exists!
Yes, doesn’t it have pheromones being released or something?
Ha ha ha, i know you said it’s not funny anymore but this made me laugh… the new name isn’t bad at all…armpit odor hmmn i can’t help with that lol. You are toooooooo funny
It is funny, funny and sad — it used to be cute, “Oh she’s a space cadet, a kook, weird,” but now I just wonder where it all started! Not too seriously though! Frankly I like getting a laugh Boomie!
I like the beat of your drummer. It is a similar cadence to mine.
Keep dancing, my sister from another mister! ♥
This helps VW! I appreciate your kind words. I guess I have no other choice but to dance…
There’s a good story about Napoleon writing to Josephine while he was away at war, and he said to her, “I will return to Paris tomorrow evening. Don’t wash.” So you’re obviously onto something, it’s not odd at all. You’re not crazy! But I do love the new blog name.
Oh yeah, I’ve heard this story! See — I knew it! Actually, I don’t think I’ll rename my blog — I just thought that title would be apt! .
You know, there are stranger things to be turned on by. And “normal” is such a lie. If everyone is so freakin’ normal, then why are there so many weirdos out there? By being your weird self, you are helping set the new ideal for normal. Rock on sister!
I’ve heard about those ‘stranger’ things — tee hee! Yes, I have to be me I suppose. The trick is accepting it. On Monday I do, on Thursday I might not — that’s how it goes sometimes… Thank you PM!
Armpit odor is underrated.
That’s what I’m sayin’!
Nao! What’s this about? What’s wrong with having ones own planet huh? I think you’ve hanged out with very normal people too much. Normal people overload it’s called….
Ahh I just recall your crush on a very young man…
It’s nice to get support in this area. Seriously I wonder sometimes about me. “Normal people overload” I like! Oh yes the young man — wish he’d resurface today!
I wonder about myself too… but it’s the normal peoples fault. If they’d get a less normal life, people like us wouldn’t be troubled and everybody would be happier, even the normal ones.
I guess you have to be comfortable whoever you are…
Damnit! *stomps foot* I KNEW i shoulda hung out with you more! LOL U are truly one of a kind
See Enjolie — you thought I was the quiet one. I guess Debbie didn’t tell you EVERYTHING! Thanks for stopping by Lovely!