Joined: Mar 26, 12
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|I knew it would be a bad night when he rolled up my street driving that s--- stain of a car. He was blasting a tune, the horrendous vocals assaulted me. It beat me like my previous boyfriend had. I didn't want to be seen getting into that disasterpiece. But thankfully a fay pride parade rolled on down the street and hid me from sight.
I got into his car. His driving was bad. He was too busy staring at my cleavage. He ran five red lights.
We made it to the restaurant. Where did we stop? Chuck E Cheese.
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