hell yeh, my man be rippin out his greasemonkey in the middle on tgi fridays like its some regular ol pettin zoo and i like nuh nuh sugar we ain't gonna be havin' non of that, i trying to eat my peach cobbler and hes like yeah gurl dis gets me soooo hawt and im like nigga please but ohh no he starts metaphorically fucking my mouth literally and im like I CAN'T GO FROM SWEET TO SALTY buuuuut tooo late and the manager was all like, is there a problem here, and he look at me with that bow tie and that mustache and he goes aw yeah girl and then he joins my bf in his sexy tango i scream because i just want to finish my cobbler but nooooo i took the two meat special instead,,
I never found out who was the father of the STDs I got on that fateful day, i called maury like 6 times to see if i can get a paternity test but i guess we all have 2 do things we no want, like eattan cock, i laerned my lesson the hard way, and by hard i mean hard, the end