Well, I'm gonna go masturbate, cuz Misty May-Treanor reminds me that I need to do that. I hope Dale don't come fuckin runnin in my room, cuz I broke the damn door lock last week when I was playing waterless Marco-Polo with this girl I met at a bar.
I didn't need to masturbate that night if YOU GET MY DRIFT.
If you don't get my drift, I'll explain. I GOT LAID.
Misty, long live that ass.
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