So. Apparently. When you are single. People will just ask you. How should I put this? To dine on your whisker biscuit. Their just all like...Hey. You. Over there. Let me eat your whisker biscuit. They expect you to be like. Hold on. Let me get the honey and squirt parkay.
Some people just want to taste your wugget. Some people want to eat your pink taco in a car. After their husband goes to sleep. Its weird to me. To message a person. That you have never met and say. Hey. I want to chew on your pink bubble gum, by the bum.
Some people just know instinctively. Just by looking at your picture. That they want to dive in your pound.
I have a friend that was amazed that this happens to me. Well it happened to her. Her's are people she knows. Mine are strangers.
That weird to me.
Hi my name is Bob. I want to eat your cucumber canal. Like a salad.
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