Dino Slippers

You ended up with the best one, the skinny guy had beaten you with a move on a brunette who was inviting you to dream...you didn't notice that the man only wanted to make your anal integrity stop being impenetrable and turn into a swinging door. You'd been weeks in that butt chat room, thought everyone was like you, nobody came back like Michael Jackson, so all of them could fit the cuties...now I wonder how you managed not to notice that you were always talking to types who had names like VertigoAnal or Ubicameelocote as nicknames. Even though they were the most popular guys you'd met over the phone, they sold you a mailbox full of foam and you bought it with your eyes closed. You're such a good vibe that you accepted an invitation from someone calling himself OsoPeludo and went to his place because he said he was an artist and needed one more guy to paint him naked with a cutie...you arrived somewhat hopeful, the guy appeared in shorts, pink slippers, and muscular for opening the door...you entered the apartment and didn't understand a thing by then...your totally accurate thought was And where the hell are the cuties man...look, I can't even fit my pacifier!! But you couldn't judge it until later so you got comfortable and started chatting...at that moment the guy pulled out some beers and grabbed the phone to call the supposed guest, came back with a bigger lie than Jonas from left side... I'm afraid the cutie can't come so we're alone if you want to do something else Take a look at what I brought...(amount of porn magazines) does it seem like we should jerk off while waiting? If you want, I'll put on some music and we'll be more comfortable or do you want us to undress and wait in the room watching TV? Hello, how are you? Look, honestly this moment doesn't fit me at all, I came for the cutie, sincerely everything is fine but if the brunette doesn't show up here it's not worth it, no matter what the smoke I feel like it's coming from your butt, if you can fit the piece, I'll bank on you until death and if you want we can chat about why Lady GaGa is the musical vanguard of the moment and I'd even confess that as a kid I liked Elton John but master...put the batteries, activate the phone...bring me a cutie because it's seriously rotting.

Good crazy just called back and told me he won't be able to come if you want go naked and paint yourself alone, stop there against the window so I have more light, I'll take off my clothes and bring things to start, do you want more Fernet or are you fine like this?

Naaaa, calm down...if you want bring your grandma and we can roll around in balls telling stories about Peronism also the slut who gave birth to you...man it seems to me or don't catch a fulbo because of doubts I'll tell you again that I won't get into balls for you to paint me, even if the situation doesn't help a damn thing because I think you locked the door with a key and kept it in your pants to ask me to open it with my teeth...I'm not going to eat live meat, my old man always used to calm me down with cuties, beyond being as ugly as shit...so I'll open the door, wave goodbye and nothing's happened here, eh friend, don't put on a mustache...and let me out, post crazy, open the damn door because I'll set the house on fire and call Chronicle saying you're holding me hostage and even tell them to put up a red plate CACO AFRANCESADO MUTILA HETERO INOCENTE

But don't you have enough energy to watch TV for a bit?

You know what happens, crazy handsome...your body hair is really despicable, besides offering me to see drawings like you're a kid and you have a fat one hanging, you're literally in need of being penetrated and when I asked you to go to the bathroom I could see your toy collection...or it's not true about TV!

Everything's fine with you liking it and all but if you open the door my secret is safe with me, believe me everything's fine and when You want to take a coffee and debate if Otamendi should play against Germany. I don't like soccer. Get out! The guy tired of insisting agreed to open the door when he saw your eyes taking on a psychotic tint and that you could start breaking things in a few moments. But since it didn't matter what others said, he opened the department door and let you leave, knowing you'd see him soon. You pretended to greet him, but raised your eyebrows and threw a Chau loco, very tasty all...that's going to get me out of here. You headed for the pallier and when you arrived at the door, you realized you had to call him to come open it, otherwise you'd be stuck inside...

With all the anger in your body, I yelled at him and he came out totally naked with pink dinosaur slippers shouting My love...you forgot the key...I'll open everything for you... Just as a cute 40-year-old woman with an infernal pot was entering. The brave goose lover didn't hesitate to give you a big hug with his hairy body in front of your inert body, not knowing whether to beat him up or run away so no one recognizes your face... Finally, after giving me a squeeze on the Booty, he opened the door, and I bumped into the 40-year-old woman, telling her... I'd say any kind of trash talk, like...you have such a butt that if you fart, I'll keep it on the lamp table...but honestly, after what just happened, you have every right in the world to invite me to an American purse fair, have a good day and that guy inside who's going out with his ass in the air is not my friend, repeat...not my friend.