The thousand hour journey.
Hi, I am Papagoya. You can call me Papagoya.
It was a long journey. One that was beyond terror, yet deeply sensual. One, that, although pricked the very thorns that stuck deep into my genitalia, massaged my inner ear lobes at the same exact moment. The journey, to say the least, was a pride of a thousand dancing Sumerians.
And so, with the end of a long, unforgettable journey from my homeland of The Island of the Baboons, a new one begins—a new one at my new home, NuTANG. I am quite excited. I hope to make friends with many of you.
Well, my thighs are still sore and throbbing like burnt acorns ready to ferment. In future entries, I will possibly elaborate more on my journey and recount tales of my days back home. Till then my gentle swan.
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