And I get a fucking voice mail at 4 in the morning from this guy saying that he missed me saying cock.
I will splain.
Once in a drunken fit I had minor phone sex with him.
And he just can not seem to get over this.
Sigh.
Eww.
4 in the damn morning. Im sick, Im stressed. I don't need some guy I met at the cluberoo calling me wanting me to say cock to him! FUCK MAN!
Alright. I think I'm ok.
I will splain.
Once in a drunken fit I had minor phone sex with him.
And he just can not seem to get over this.
Sigh.
Eww.
4 in the damn morning. Im sick, Im stressed. I don't need some guy I met at the cluberoo calling me wanting me to say cock to him! FUCK MAN!
Alright. I think I'm ok.
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hedwired:
could be worse, he could have wanted you to recite the lyrics to Billy Joel's "Scenes from an Italian Restaurant"....
zeroanima:
maybe hes obsessed with having a farm.......ok enough of that