Don’t Let Anybody Tell You That You’re Safe

For some people, Sunday is about going to church and worship.

That’s never been me.

For some people, Sunday is about eating wings and watching football.

That is not me.

For me, Sunday is about relaxing and music.

So I took the dog for a walk, now I’m fresh from the shower cracking walnuts, and taking in some tunes.
 
Easy weekend. No nuts. And still jazzing it up and I still think you are a great jeans model

Lots of football. Predict the Packers will go all the way
But excited for my 49ers. Go Faithful.but who cares?

Closer for you. Time for cooking and more bed shots
Please
 
Fuck it. Let’s hit 50 “MG Style”

Maybe.

One week left in the month.

And, don’t be confused, I only do this to be objectified.

So have a pizza (since I don’t eat cake) and enjoy.
 
Recipes With MG

Those who have followed me know that I enjoy cooking. My food is ugly, but it tastes pretty adequate.

I mean, one person at work once dismissed my ability to make pizza letting me know it’s just water, flour, and yeast. I said, sure, you eating a Hot Pocket again?

I understand, nothing I make is difficult, but it brings me a little joy.

So I wanted to test out a potential new series called Recipes with MG.

Don’t worry, there will be no nudity.

Untrue.

Sorry, my hand is completely naked. If you are offended by exposed digits, do not click this link.

Anyway, kinda nervous, but here it goes:

Recipe One
 
Those who have followed me know that I enjoy cooking. My food is ugly, but it tastes pretty adequate.

I mean, one person at work once dismissed my ability to make pizza letting me know it’s just water, flour, and yeast. I said, sure, you eating a Hot Pocket again?

I understand, nothing I make is difficult, but it brings me a little joy.

So I wanted to test out a potential new series called Recipes with MG.

Don’t worry, there will be no nudity.

Untrue.

Sorry, my hand is completely naked. If you are offended by exposed digits, do not click this link.

Anyway, kinda nervous, but here it goes:

Recipe One



I don't have the skill required for this dish. But I did take notes. I hope to work up to it one day.
 
I don't have the skill required for this dish. But I did take notes. I hope to work up to it one day.

I wrote it down on paper too. It was suggested I do that.

I’ve been around quite a bit longer than you, I’m bound to know a few more tricks.

Writing in my next video, but it will take a little more prep time.
 
Fuck it. Let’s hit 50 “MG Style”

Maybe.

One week left in the month.

And, don’t be confused, I only do this to be objectified.

So have a pizza (since I don’t eat cake) and enjoy.

That's the spirit; make every day left a special day!
Pizza and a handsome gent? Yes, please. Though, as always, I fear for you and your shirtless kitchen ways. One of these days you're going to burn a tender bit.



Those who have followed me know that I enjoy cooking. My food is ugly, but it tastes pretty adequate.

I mean, one person at work once dismissed my ability to make pizza letting me know it’s just water, flour, and yeast. I said, sure, you eating a Hot Pocket again?

I understand, nothing I make is difficult, but it brings me a little joy.

So I wanted to test out a potential new series called Recipes with MG.

Don’t worry, there will be no nudity.

Untrue.

Sorry, my hand is completely naked. If you are offended by exposed digits, do not click this link.

Anyway, kinda nervous, but here it goes:

Recipe One


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Every time I see your photos, a desire to play with your hair blossoms.
Apologies for taking so long to comment, hon. Life has been..busy.
 
Looks like a comfy spot to be...Lucky puppers. I hope he and you enjoy your trip. :rose:

Well, one leg done. And this shirt too. He was on me the whole time.

I received a text asking how I’m doing.

My robot didn’t listen well.

She told the texter the following:

I'm almost died a hoe. Almost out of gas. It's gonna be close.

If I die a hoe that would be a strange turn of events.
 
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Well, one leg done. And this shirt too. He was on me the whole time.

I received a text asking how I’m doing.

My robot didn’t listen well.

She told the texter the following:

I'm almost died a hoe. Almost out of gas. It's gonna be close.

If I die a hoe that would be a strange turn of events.

Alas, I'll take a moment in silence to remember your black shirt. It was far too young to meet such an end. He needs a stuffie to cuddle with while you drive.

Ringing in your birthday with a new profession, eh? Strange things happen on road trips.
 
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Alas, I'll take a moment in silence to remember your black shirt. It was far too young to meet such an end. He needs a stuffie to cuddle with while you drive.

Ringing in your birthday with a new profession, eh? Arrange things happen on road trips.

I’m pretty good at being silent, so let the moments add up.

Wonder if that’s how Idaho got its name.
 
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