She likes dressing my whisky bottle.
What kind of euphamisim is that?
You left a ******
It's warm.
When I do this you don't feel anything.
Is this gay?
If you had a ***** it would be gay.
It's hebrew.
Why do we play?
That's what she said.
The buttholes because it's uncomforitable.
Unless you'r a Jahova's Witness.
But some of them do, and it's weird.
Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 11:36 PM UTC
She likes dressing my whisky bottle.
What kind of euphamisim is that?
You left a ******
It's warm.
When I do this you don't feel anything.
Is this gay?
If you had a ***** it would be gay.
It's hebrew.
Why do we play?
That's what she said.
The buttholes because it's uncomforitable.
Unless you'r a Jahova's Witness.
But some of them do, and it's weird.
This is not ment to offend anyone, as a "hobbie" i like to pick things out of a conversation between either 2 people or several people and turn it into a poem (sum what) so please don't be offended :)
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