That awesome moment when you’re playing guitar in your backyard and the neighbor thinks you’re good enough that he passes a blunt over the fence.
Actually, I am not jealous of the man, I’m jealous of the woman. I wish I had such a pretty cunt. I used to be this big of cock before the years of hormone replacement therapy, and it was a joy to be rid of testosterone.
Jealous…. Well I am too
The beauty of our time.