Post deleted
This message has been deleted by the poster
shareThis message has been deleted by the poster
shareThis message has been deleted by the poster
shareThis message has been deleted by the poster
shareSounds like you had a nice dream!
shareOMG! Nearly the same thing happened to me only I was at the Red Door during my lunch hour trying to decide between a dildo or a vibrator when this very familiar looking person comes over to me. Then I realized it was Michael Scott himself, Mister Steve Carell! And he had on one of his The Office suits and tie and not like regular street clothes...anyway, he starts rumaging through my shopping basket pulling out various items and making suggestions how to best use them. In particular he liked the red satin thong I picked out for my boyfriend and asked if he could model it for me as well as some undies and such he had in his own basket. And I said, "of course!" Who gets a major celebrity to do a fashion show at lunch.
So we paid for everything and went to a nearby motel where Steve gave me a 20 minute runway show of the thongs, bikinis, and schlong-slings. He's not nearly hairy as people think, but he does need to wax better around the penis.
Afterwards, we got in to bed and the 40 year old "virgin" banged my head into the wall for another 5 minutes. We didn't screw, he just banged my head. However, we did *beep* each other with the dildo taking turns and I did a *beep* on his face. It was amazing. Then he charged me 300 dollars and left. He also took my dildo...what a douche.
Now that's a very funny story!!
shareI love this thread!
shareYour thread made me laugh so hard, that I nearly choked on this Digorno's pizza that Steve made me buy instead of Tombstone. Does he live at Walmart or what?
You can't eat the ones who talk. They're special. They got aspirations. - Finn