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I haven't been this repulsed by someone since Jennionfire. Alisha's hot setup was a sure case of false advertisement. What was billed as 'omg, he's tall, thin, smart, and employed' turned out to be tall, yes, but boofy, liartastic, stinky, and only marginally employed. Imagine this; Man-boobs and the chin get particularly drunk and decide to spawn. This man is the result of that wicked union, and now I can't shake the image of him bursting through the chin's naughty bits. Oh God, as the elves in 'golden axe' would say. But, because Mary is merciful, the evening was cut short by my sudden onset of horrible taco revenge. I could dedicate quite the paragraph to the smells emanating from 'porkface', but... the memories are too painful for me to bear.
I'm almost 21! Wooo! I took most of my 'birthweek' off so I could booze it up and recover. On my actual birthday, i'll be seeing titties at the crystal ballroom. Not just any titties, PLAYBOY titties. Ugh, I couldn't feel more white trash at this point.
I'm almost 21! Wooo! I took most of my 'birthweek' off so I could booze it up and recover. On my actual birthday, i'll be seeing titties at the crystal ballroom. Not just any titties, PLAYBOY titties. Ugh, I couldn't feel more white trash at this point.