If there’s a heaven, I want this to greet me if I get there. If there’s a hell this should also greet me, but unlike in heaven I won’t be allowed to touch her.
Cue the jealous cows calling her fat in 5…4…3…2…
*Begins slow clap*
*wipe single tear running down cheek*
Thats my master-bination stored filled to brimming. I’ll see you all in the spring….
*standing ovation* I have never said this about any woman before…I would let her pee on my face if she would let me spend a night having sex with her multiple times.
Are those real, btw?
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