What The Hell? Crystal Ballz?
We get gully erryday round heeeere, and nobody gonna be hog dawging round these parts without the ferver for the Ballz that are Crystal. You will Love these Ballz, they are round, perfecly so… They Glisten with the shine of the finest china, like stuff you wouldn’t even eat off of it, because of how fine it was. These transparent orbs of awesomeness have only come to bestow love and laughter upon your days. May the Ballz be yours, now and forever. Crystal Ballz. seriously.
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OK, so that is seriously going to be the first post. In case you are wondering what this is, that would make two of us… But if you are still reading than you are probably just the kind of fabulous person (fabo-sapien) that would enjoy the antics of Crystal Ballz. We are a bit of everything over here. We are thoughts about life, in all it’s forms. Sometimes we share thougts, ideas, music. Sometimes we podcast, and sometimes it is ridiculous. Sometimes we talk with women and they usually call us dumb, but we do say the “C” word a lot, so it is kinda understandable. Sometimes we talk about sports, but accurate and quite insightful discussions are usually quickly trvialized by my rantings and impressions. We even get really serious sometimes on the show, especially if someone in the room does not understand how important toasting bread is before making ANY sandwich. I cannot live in a world of soft bread, much like the 50 year old man cannot now live in a world with soft anything…
Gift OR Curse?
So making love is what I choose to call the act of making love, becuase then, if my grandmother reads this, at least it will seem like a pg movie scene, and her little man won’t be an animal of the night. But, I am an animal of the night. A gentle, but ravenous animal of the night… so I was being animal-ish recently, and we came to a moment of rest, which was immediatley followed by a small back-rub. Although fleetingly short, it was the most marvelous massaging of back muscle my brain had ever processed! I am not even being wierd here, it just was a wonderful, like 10,00 rainbows and turquoise unicorn! Ok, now there I was being weird, but the back massage was just a normal back massage. It actually probably wouldn’t even been considered an “official” back massage… More of a casual, yet intentional back-rub… anyways, it was gosh-darn amazing! I thought to myself later, wow, that was a great back-rub. Now I wonder if all other back-rubs will seem inferior, and I will go insane from franticly seeking that illusive feeling of the back-rub I once felt. Am I cursed to know of this back rub? I believe so. But there is a cure… Another back-rub. The animal must go. TBC…
Until I get the episodes chopped up and uploaded we will be keeping you company with thoughts and love from the minds of the wise baby giraffes all throughout our world.
