First of all I hail from Jersey often called the armpit of America so when you read my posts do it in a Jersey accent. Hehn you very much.
Now that we have established that, you should know I have spent the greater portion of the past 10 years on online dating sites creeping girls out. Hehn hehn hehn hehn. Recently I met myself a hefty Jamaican with an even heftier cell phone. It's actually a tablet but I didn't have the hehn to tell her to her face. I'm way too uber cool and supremo mature. Hehn.
First of all let's talk about her flesh. Why wouldn't I? I even called my mom to tell her about her Jamaican flesh and while I had her on the phone I talked to my mom about her own flesh because that's normal and not psychotic in any hehning way. Anyway the 'Maican broad couldn't pop my boner so I said 'let me in, let me in' and she was all 'must be hard head bald head to enter I an I fortress' and what not. I let out a hehn that night that was more like a sigh. Sad time for Valentino.
But then Valentino got MAD HEHN. See, it can't be Valentino's fault on the limp dick thing. I explained to her Jamaican ass that I can feel when a girl is 'open'. My dick 'knows' it and woman there is nothing creepy about any of this. Now that I know her scent I can sniff her out any time and I highly doubt her snatch juice resembles water.
Aspire yourselves to hehn like me some day - to smell desperate girls on online fuck sites and drink their rigid snatch juices.
HEHN HEHN HEHN HEHN HAHN
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