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we'll probaly smoke a blunt tonight, and HEY my car is fixed and running BOMB so we'll cruise it tonight and whatnot..um..but i mgoin out now to try to get those fuckin e's and im getting some new clothes.ill give you a call soon enough though.
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^whisper sweet nothings in his ear over a glass of beer/wine and a steak dinner. Go back to his place, whispering sweet nothings all the while.
ask him to bend over and touch his toes... and give him...um... a back scratch. but only if he wears that frilly lace thing he knows i love edit: that was for chet darren - stick it in his ear. |
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