bill-swift - July 1, 2015
Mode Berit Birkeland and I should be on our fifth child by now based on my calculus of lust and desire and prevailing age of consent laws. I'm not sure what's gone wrong with the plan in my mind operated secretly by the brain in my bobos. Even just modeling simple low cut swimsuits, as all swimsuits should be, Berit brings out her very naughty so very good Minnesota girl side with that hint of Scandinavian roots that is like icing on the sextastic cake.
I'm not sure what it takes to hook a hot young rising model these days but I'm going to guess it's more than a sorely used import and a wine cabinet lined with Two Buck Chuck. I'm going to need a serious self-improvement plan if I'm to start with baby number one in the likes of Berit Birkeland. Maybe a real job, with real hours and a boss and all that stuff. It sounds horrible. What if there are employee reviews and contests to win free dinners at Chili's, the only restaurant I can already afford. Nay, I need a new plan. Lotto. That's the ticket. Everybody wins at gambling. Hold tight, Berit, daddy needs to find a penny for his Scratchers. Enjoy.
Photo Credit: Melis+Dainon
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