Just to make sure you all know I'm not whining at all, I think my ex friend tried to kill me last night. There is no way it's legal to make a couch potato with a healing ankle do all that weird fifties and sixties shit. We all remember from my earlier posts that this was never my idea, and I really didn't want to go and I never used words like "bring it on old man" or last night I never uttered the words "sure, I can keep up, that was just a tiny clitch but I'm sure i can do the spins still!" or " I don't need a break, I'm not winded, you're making this too easy!"
Me and my ego will need a long healing time and after everything stops hurting I truly hope I for once learned my lesson.
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Originally Posted by Joekerr
You're still a little new here, so I'll let you in on a little secret. Whenever Lups types gibberish, this is an opportunity for you to imagine it to be whatever you'd like it to be.
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Originally Posted by Delta0311
How would you know this? Did mommy catch you jerking off to some Big Foot porn ?
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