I woke up this morning and it was just me and my dog. There was no one to bring me coffee because I'm a princess and Dolly Parton (the dog) was extremely reproachful because I wasn't busting my boobs to take her for a walk.
There is a man on my street who Dolly P. and I walk by every day. He always says hi to my dog in this incredibly slimy way and asks me about her nipples. Most of the time he kinda laughs at me and looks at my bum as I pass. I have been tempted to rip his head off and shove it up his ass if he asks my about my dog's fucking nipples one more time. Today I walked by and I noticed he had broken his leg and he couldn't leave his porch. He didn't say hi. Maybe tomorrow I'll ask him about his nipples.
There is a man on my street who Dolly P. and I walk by every day. He always says hi to my dog in this incredibly slimy way and asks me about her nipples. Most of the time he kinda laughs at me and looks at my bum as I pass. I have been tempted to rip his head off and shove it up his ass if he asks my about my dog's fucking nipples one more time. Today I walked by and I noticed he had broken his leg and he couldn't leave his porch. He didn't say hi. Maybe tomorrow I'll ask him about his nipples.
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They are ill discoverers that think there is no land, when they can see nothing but sea.
Sir Francis Bacon (1561 - 1626)
"Stays crunchy, even in milk."
Capt.Crunch (1982 - infinity)
give me the address to the porch he sits on, and I will fix his nipples.