Body: Lara Mesh Body Maitreya
Head: Aria Lelutka
Eyes: Light Sensitive Insufferable Dastard .ID.
LeLutka Head : Fae – T4 – Peach // Bare Lumae
Rosie rings – gold – Kibitz
RAMONDA Heels – maitreya – Glamistry
So I’m in highschool and there is this one girl, she is only a friend but she is pretty hot and I wouldn’t mind banging her.
But everytime I walk with her or whatever, there is this one guy, which is stalking her.
I told her about that and she said she noticed it and she will talk to him tomorrow and she wants me to be with her when it happens.
So that day I was with her and when that guy was ‘stalking us’ we just slowed down and he slowed down, and in one moment i just stopped and turned around and there was he slowly walking.
He figured out that we figured him out lol, and he never did it again.
If men made the rules…..
Any fake phone number a girl gave you would automatically forward your call to her real number.
Nodding and looking at your watch would be deemed an acceptable response to “I love you.”
Hallmark would make “Sorry, what was your name again?” cards.
If your girlfriend really needed to talk to you during the game, she’d appear in a little box in the corner of the screen during a time-out.
Breaking up would be a lot easier. A smack to the ass and a “Nice hustle, you’ll get ‘em next time” would pretty much do it.
Birth control would come in ale or lager.
Each year, your raise would be pegged to the fortunes of the NFL team of your choice.
The funniest guy in the office would get to be CEO.
“Sorry I’m late, but I got really wasted last night” would be an acceptable excuse for tardiness.
At the end of the workday, a whistle would blow and you’d jump out your window and slide down the tail of a brontosaurus and right into your car like Fred Flintstone.
It’d be considered harmless fun to gather 30 friends, put on horned helmets, and go pillage a nearby town.
Lifeguards could remove citizens from beaches for violating the “public ugliness” ordinance.
Tanks would be far easier to rent.
Garbage would take itself out.
Instead of beer belly, you’d get “beer biceps.”