i have these new upstairs neighbors and i hadn't met them yet. well i am chillin in bed, watchin some lesbo porn via internetz and twiddlin' the fiddle when they decide to knock on my back door and introduce themselves. i was so flustered and for some reason felt the need to answer the door, with my unzipped pants and see through tank top and lesbo porn playing loudly on my computer. we tried to make awkward conversation and it was a bit humiliating as i was trying to discreetly cover my nipples and speak louder than the moans coming from my bedroom. gaaaaaaawd. fml.
atleast they seem nice is a bro way and one of them is kind of cute in a bro way, and they were drinkin' high life and smokin cigs on a sunday afternoon, so i am gonna go with a thumbs up. maybe we can get over our first meeting and be errr friends.
i wish #413 had conversational skills beyond talking itself, but its like whatever, i am a cancer, i was born to listen i guess. sometimes i just want to quiz #92 to see if it even listens to what i say, which i am pretty sure is a negatory. thats what girlfriends are for i suppose.
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of course you would feel the need to answer the door mid-flicking of the bean. of course.
ReplyDeletei mean i know i reserve my masturbatory endeavors for the night time or morning or shower or when i get home from work or... ok maybe i would have too.