Guys, I am PMS-ing so fucking bad, I've almost divorced Troy five times today, and we're

not even married yet. But happy holidays, happy April, don't even know what fucking day

it is. Tomorrow, no, not tomorrow. The next day, we go to Puntikana. I'm about to get my

raging period just in time for me to be in a skimpy thong bikini. And you know, I would

just like to ask the Lord, if you could please give me a motherfucking one trip in a bikini,

where I don't have a tampon string to worry about. Hot tip, if you do, you cut the tampon

string. And then yes, you have to take your fingers and go inside your vagina, and that's

sick, but that's why we have soap. That's why we have hand washing stations and soap. So

everyone who freaks out about it when I say that, just use some fucking soap. Like, have

you ever changed a baby's diaper? Have you ever gotten poop on yourself? Maybe I'm just

the only one, but like, it happens. Anyway, here is a random podcast episode. I literally

woke up this morning, and I was like, fuck, I want to make a podcast. So here is an update

if you haven't been following along on the Instagram, or you just can't keep up because

you're talking a million miles minute, and my life changes every five fucking seconds.

So I have so many things going on that I'm so excited about, but though one of the best

things that it's going on right now is I recently started a Patreon. What a Patreon

is. None of us really fucking know, but I was like, so okay, let's talk about a couple

different platforms Instagram, right? I, if you missed it, back on G.B. Clark was disabled

for the fourth time, but I got it back. And I'm back, but I'm fucking so censored. I'm still

shadow banned. I don't know what the problem is, but something is weird. So anyway, the

Instagram, I can't even say fuck. I got to say fucking. I can't say men suck. I can't

say lick my twat. I can't, you know, there's just some things that really just roll off the

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