You: gorgeous with blue eyes. Me: in your dumpster. - w4m
You said hi, and I locked up and spewed a weak "what's up?" What the fuck, brain? You muttered something about cleaning house and dumped a terrarium containing one dessicated cricket. I thought about asking if your pet died, but the socially conscious portions of my brain told me that would be a bad idea. Maybe your pet was the cricket? I'm sorry for your loss, and I'm willing to comfort you with open legs.
Also, I found a cup containing $9. Buy you a drink?
- Location: NE 16th ave
- it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests