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TOMMY'S HOUSE
The life of Tommy. Needs new liver. Ain't gettin' one. Gay. Nearly 14 years with Danny. Don't drink booze no more. Cooks like Emeril. One pack a day. THAT'S ME!
Teeth dockie took out half my teeth so I gotsta gum my food. I'm sick of soup!
I gots two great doggies and a wonderful fishie, and two birdiess Max and Zipppy and Conrad and Fred and Ethyl They are my bestest friends.
Sometimes, I feel like I am almost dead. But I'm not yet! Everything hurts but what the hell. I'm a big fifty year old boy now and I put up with it with lots of moaning.
I still LUST but don't do anything about it. POOP. Too shy. Oh well, I do not plan on celebacy for the rest of my life so there.
I am Le Grande Chef. Emeril wannabe. I cooks good. I can whip together a lasagna or a cake or whatever the hell....with my hands tied behind my back and my eyes closed. I loves to make soup. Any kind of soup. Of course I love to eat my creations, too. I can't work in a restaurant no more because I don't have the energy to stand in one place for longer than about 15 seconds and then I gotsta sit down. Such is life.....and so it goes.
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