engaged already?
shit pal, you move fast.
you move.
then you move fast.
there's fast.
then there's......FUCK!!!!!!!
sorry man i'm always doing this. on and on.
he slips the cock in, and, another christmas miracle, she falls in love sure as a sweaty blush.
then rent.
the fights.
pussy acne.
she smells other women on your fingertips.
better to bleed on the street than be a coward among cowards, you say.
she slaps you red in the face.
love.
there is love again.
you end up knocking the bitch out.
you quit being boy and girl to rush into red tape.
marriage forgot to be friends before becoming roommates.
but this is all pisspoor hypothesis anyway.
where do I go to pick up the tux?
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