Gonna start basing my entire personality around liking IDE hard drives. Start talking about Masters and Slaves. They all think I'm kinky. But really, I'm just into outdated hard drives.
Fired from my job as a chef for referring to the dumplings as "my little dumps". If customers aren't willing to savour my dumps, they don't belong in my restaurant
"You're not a professional unless you use a mechanical keyboard!" he slurs, salsa spilling out of his mouth onto his tshirt that reads 'Female Body Inspector'.
Therapist is telling me to find more creative outlets. Guess it's time to head back to the Xvideos comment section and write elabourate descriptions of my own asshole
Having the depression-curing chili tonight. A dish so spicy you instantly shit yourself - so even if you're dead inside, you can feel the warmth of your own shit filling your trousers