Beastiality?!

The Diabeetus Supreme here, none other than W. Brimley reporting.
Now, I know my posts are few and far between, but I think it's because of that whole thing dangling between my legs...Rosie lacks that, so she gets the creepers on a whole different level.
I've been getting messages here and there, most are uneventful. Boring even. Lots of "oh hey, how are you" bullshit like that. I'M TRYING TO WRITE A BLOG HERE LADIES, GIVE ME SOME GOLD!
Lucky for me, I received a pretty special message in my inbox a few days ago.
It went a little something like this:

"Hey, it's getting nice out, how would you like to play deer with me and have a romp in the woods"

As we all can see, there are some connotations within that message that could refer to some, shall we say, lascivious acts... I decided to take the high road and respond in the best way possible, shooting off a quick message saying "Like tromping on the side of the highway and jumping out in front of cars? I'm not too into getting hit by cars"
About 25 minutes later I received response number 2.

"No cars involved, especially being hit by them, all you'd need are hooves and we can have fun."

RED FLAG BATMAN... Looking at her pictures, I figured "hmmm, I wonder if she's a furry" there was nothing pointing to that assumption, but really, who talks about deer that much?

With careful consideration (aka I don't want to be lured into the woods and stabbed repeatedly with a sharpened rack), I will be declining this offer.

I know the Senorita has a plethora of fucking creepos stored away in her memory banks, so she'll be updating you all with the shit-show that is our lives!

Au-revoir for now, Internet-land!
W. mf'n Brimley