
I was going to suduce him at carlisle but found out he will be turning 18 before that so now I have to drive 3+ hours up to...infiniti_lineup wrote:Nala...RUN AWAY! FASTER!troskinatior wrote: It represents me perfictly, I always want to do under aged kids.
...nalasbeetch wrote:So here I am just being a car in this parking lot. And bam out of nowhere this kid who I see often who pulls in all the bishez just spits on this car. He had really bad allergies, and I could see that he lacked complete control over the spit, it just sortof flew out. So anyway, the spit hits this faggoty car next to me, but none of the cars really like that gold ***hole. This kid looked like he felt really bad about it, so he left a cake that he had planned on using to ask a girl to prom in the gold car. Well anyway this skinny white kid comes out all excited, screaming something about prom. He sees the spit, freaks out for some reason, and just goes into his car and cries. About half an hour later, he pulls out this instant detail stuff and cleans the spit off the car. Not a big deal. While running away screaming that he was gonna kick this kid's a** he forgot all about the cake. A week has passed and the cake is still here. The cake is the true soldier in the battle here. Let us not forget it's sacrifice, rotting, roting away in the back of some QX4.
I second this.Otto MCR wrote:
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Wow, you need to be removed from my FORMUS.nalasbeetch wrote:So here I am just being a car in this parking lot. And bam out of nowhere this kid who I see often who pulls in all the bishez just spits on this car. He had really bad allergies, and I could see that he lacked complete control over the spit, it just sortof flew out. So anyway, the spit hits this faggoty car next to me, but none of the cars really like that gold ***hole. This kid looked like he felt really bad about it, so he left a cake that he had planned on using to ask a girl to prom in the gold car. Well anyway this skinny white kid comes out all excited, screaming something about prom. He sees the spit, freaks out for some reason, and just goes into his car and cries. About half an hour later, he pulls out this instant detail stuff and cleans the spit off the car. Not a big deal. While running away screaming that he was gonna kick this kid's a** he forgot all about the cake. A week has passed and the cake is still here. The cake is the true soldier in the battle here. Let us not forget it's sacrifice, rotting, roting away in the back of some QX4.
nalasbeetch wrote:im just a boss