Tossing Salt Presents:
A Day of Dougie
Cat Treats, Thought Control & Dad Bods
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Doug Maynard

It’s way too early in the morning again and here I am, still awake. I did manage to get a little bit of sleep, but it didn’t last nearly long enough. So I decided to get up, clean myself up, and come to the computer for a while. I’m just waiting for the sun to rise, and then it’s outside to drive for a little bit. I’ve only driven once in the past five weeks and need to get a little practice time in. It’s for my benefit and the truck too. Sitting up for too long isn’t good for either of us. I don’t have much of a foot left, but I have enough to work that gas pedal and brake. So that’s my plan for later this morning.

As for now, how about a Day of Dougie? I did a little memorial piece of people special to me who have passed on. I got into my feelings a little bit, did some ‘what if’ thinking, and spent some time missing some old friends. And then I did a post with 25 racist and generally disgusting jokes. Yeah, plenty of variety in my world tonight. I’ve already done the wrestling thing too, so a Day of Dougie it is.

You already know the deal so let’s just get the infamous Magic Bag, find some topics of discussion, and get to it. So what will we be speaking of? I have Cat Treats, Thought Control, and Dad Bods. This should be… interesting. Let’s roll.

Cat Treats

If you have cats, you know how important cat treats are. A simple reward to give your cat and make sure they know how special and wonderful they truly are. Mouthie is a big fan of the Friskies. He likes Gravylicious and Morning Munch. Stormie is more of a fan of the Temptations and likes the milk flavor and the chicken flavor. And that bitch, Carole Baskin? Her big kitties seem to enjoy special treats made from her missing husband, Don, allegedly. FREE JOE EXOTIC! But the bottom line here is my cats, Mouthie and Storm, know what they like. And I make sure that they get it.

Thought Control

Thought control is just another word for mind control. Wouldn’t it be cool to be able to look at someone and take control of their minds? That shit is straight out of the comic books, or an imperius curse from the Harry Potter books. It’s one of the three unforgivens, don’t you know. Ok, the more I think of it, that would be creepy as hell… unless he’s cute. Hell, I can barely control my own thoughts most of the time. Trying to control someone else? That would be just too much. I’ll pass. I stick with the natural charm and persuasion to get what I want from people. It’s worked so far for the past 40-plus years. Or maybe I’ll flash some skin. But mind control? I’ll pass.

Dad Bods

Dad bods are hot. I don’t want the twig of a human in my men. I want some flesh, some hair on the chest, and something to put my hands on. I like the real men and not cookie-cutter-manufactured fake men. I like some meat on the bones. Always have and always will.

And there you go. Thanks for tolerating me and reading. Comments, thoughts, and any questions are welcome and appreciated. Any suggestions for new topics to add to the Magic Bag are welcome as well. And with that, I’m wrapping it up. Take care and be well, my friends. If you want to have a great day, make it a Day of Dougie. I’ll see you at the Lemonade Stand.

Ubuntu!