Hey there sorcerer, how ’bout you reach into that fanny pack that you can’t even wear correctly and pull out some invisibility potion so we don’t have to stare in the face of virginity.
Those handlebars are GLORIOUS! Look at it. It’s so full and bushy. I would touch it but I know it would break my arms. I challenge anyone out there to find a better stache.
Give me a cold beer, a hot paved parking lot, a store with anything I could ever need, and an endless supply of people to watch and that my friends is how you R-E-L-A-X.
Part of me wants to let you read me a bedtime story as you tuck me in, the other part of me wants nothing to do with you or your candy.