I went into a video store the other day, looking for some slasher film to pass a couple of hours that evening. I was strolling the isles of DVDs, and I notice this GASTROPOD of a chick eyeballing me. With silent digust I resumed my fvck-them-up-kill-them-all DVD search.
I strolled down the isles and, low and behold, the gastropod was always within eyeball range, occasionally smiling with her triple chins. She started playing with her hair when she came to the slasher isle that was adjacent to the slasher isle I was browsing at.
Not wanting to cause some awkward skidaddle, I moon-walked my way to the horror section FAR AWAY from her ass. But, surprise surprise, soon she was there too, within STROKING distance.
Quickly, I grabbed the nearest DVD (The Reanimator) because I could smell she was about to try some big-girl love on me, and I didn't want to awkwardly reject her.
So, how do you guys' feel about such encounters with ****ing ETs. How do you handle such blatant attention. (Mind you, I get laid every so often by FIT, CUTE girls, so I'm not a complete lard-magne; however these ETs fvck my head up.)
I strolled down the isles and, low and behold, the gastropod was always within eyeball range, occasionally smiling with her triple chins. She started playing with her hair when she came to the slasher isle that was adjacent to the slasher isle I was browsing at.
Not wanting to cause some awkward skidaddle, I moon-walked my way to the horror section FAR AWAY from her ass. But, surprise surprise, soon she was there too, within STROKING distance.
Quickly, I grabbed the nearest DVD (The Reanimator) because I could smell she was about to try some big-girl love on me, and I didn't want to awkwardly reject her.
So, how do you guys' feel about such encounters with ****ing ETs. How do you handle such blatant attention. (Mind you, I get laid every so often by FIT, CUTE girls, so I'm not a complete lard-magne; however these ETs fvck my head up.)