I have a friend… Shush! I do too have a friend! La la la. ANYWAY, about this friend of mine. I think I will call her Rosa!
– like this –
(Even though I have no idea what they are saying, when they say Rosa it is waaay hawt.)
Rosa met Boy. And when I say boy, I do in fact mean boy, much like my man-boy (only younger, and still flopping around in college and on his parents' health insurance). One night Rosa and Boy had a booty call and it was good. So good in fact that I willingly let her gush about it over and over again because I keep hoping she will utter the one phrase that (to steal from Crystal, whom I adore) makes me happy in my pants.
And that phrase is?
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He’s huuuuuge like a stack of pancakes!
But what I really need to know is:
Is he naturally ribbed too?
2 comments:
I really want to leave a lewd comment about syrup but I'm resisting with all my might.
Is Rosa Stacked??
;))
mmmmmmmm PANCAKES mmmmmmmm
Homer*
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