i think that men and woman should be forced to hang out with each other, even when they think better. because it is better. i could sit and listen to a bunch of vagina whine over wine for the rest of my life, don't get me wrong, but there is something very informative and funny about sitting down with a dick. and i did not say "sitting down on a dick"
i sat on the back of something with a dick. his name is phil. no, he is not my roommate. he is just a boy that i find to be fun. we hung out and got high on drugs. ing was there too. we laughed about whales, played drums, played internet, played each other, laughed about boys and about girls. phil took his shirt off. that is when i sat on him. i told him to put a belt into his mouth so that i could ride him like the stallion that he is.here is a photo.
life drummed on like the procession that it is.
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