I remember he said to me, “A b3tch in time saves nine”, and boy did he have me thinking back for about a minute and strongly agreeing even to my amazement though trying hard to restrain myself, yet again trying to resist the sweet appeal of the devil himself in apple bottom jeans, 6 inch heels and a red leather tube top with no underwear sucking on a 6 inch popsicle. Little did I know, the minute I stopped to ponder, he was inside my head, I had lost the battle. By the time I knew it I was already getting my Bill Clinton on.
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