
This is me plotting and then...

BLAMMO making out with my gay boss (it tasted like bottoms).

Forcing myself on some more gays (Igor's mouth tastes like vagina)
Then talking to some food about it.
And then talking to some more food about it.

I think Chris and Iggy needed to talk to some food about it also.
I consider it a success because at least I didn't get caught by a bouncer eating sausage rolls under a table like last year.
1 comment:
Gotta love a gay pashin, free wheelin Redhead!
Love your blog xx
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