“Sorry about that. My butt is so big that I have very little control over it.”
“Hey everybody! Five dollars to smell my shoulder!”
God, I love the bowling alley.
“Sorry about that. My butt is so big that I have very little control over it.”
“Hey everybody! Five dollars to smell my shoulder!”
God, I love the bowling alley.
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Like you never smelled a shoulder before.
Then you should marry it.
I’ll never forget that time we went roller skating.
Wait, that was something I made up for my blog. Reality is a stern taskmaster.
What was on the shoulder to make it smelly? I’m very curious. Was it beer?
Shoulder smelling is a new one. Rarely does one associate shoulders with bad smells, so let’s all pretend it smelled of lilac and not cat urine.
Smell my shoulder? Holy cripes that’s creepy.
That sounds a lot like the conversations heard at my laundromat. Except in Spanish.
Too funny! Hey, how was your birthday?
Nick,
How do you think I met my boyfriend?
egan,
I think we should make a giant list of elementary school come backs.
yournamehere,
I wish we had gone roller skating!
Übermilf,
Life.
The Grunt,
Cat urine? Mmmmm….
jenny,
We’re a rough and twisted trade.
Curly Glamour Girlie,
Good times!
radioactive girl,
It was great, thanks!
Were you at my favorite bowling alley on State St.? Did you get hit on by a cross-eyed guy named Chet? I love the bowling alley.