Pinching my testicles together with a brand new pair of tongs, squeezing them so hard that the protruding veins make my ball sack look like a topography map of the globe.
Huh? Oh, that's not what you meant?
ulls hat over eyes and sinks in seat:
(change the subject Chef, change the subject)
So, uuuuh, Bruce Springsteen is performing at the Super Bowl. How uh, how 'bout that?
beer closes my days. makes me sleepy. maryjane is also a frequent additional girl in my bed. reminds me to appreciate the little things. porn: without girls, whats the point? i need my girls.