m.a.b : will you be my valentine?
a: i think im going to have a panic attack
m.a.b: no reply?
a: i said i think im going to have a panic attack.
m.a.b: i can see why...
a: what does being your valentine entail?
m.a.b: some food, maybe a little wine, and some anal sex?
a: nah. im not into food and wine.
2 comments:
i once did the weather...
let me make you a predication, a forecast so to say...
oatmeal + anal sex?
= anal leakage & stormy clouds ahead.
but i mean, the weatherman is known to be wrong.
i'll stick to phone sex - on vibrate.
you are....fantastic.
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