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Sunday, October 21, 2012

Polo's tongue twister

*This story dates back to early 2012, when I was deeply infatuated with a certain masked individual.




Lately, I seem to have lost my interest in other masseurs. Every time I glance through the assortment of men in LP, I find myself gravitating back to a single profile. Flashbacks of his soft kisses and warm embrace kept looming each time I close my eyes… What in the world has this person done to me!

Doctor X, still stumped by my stubborn case of RX-itis, was continually worried by my deteriorating state. This illness was slowly wearing down my defenses and eating away at my sanity. So in a move of desperation, he has decided to forego with the practice of conservative medicine, and has settled to bombard me with a strong intravenous antibiotic. Hopefully, this aggressive move could finally get rid of the love bug… once and for all. 

Second course of antimicrobial, Vancomycin: Polo