I met JD years ago. He’s one of the chillest motherfuckers out there. The way he projects himself is not who is truly is as a person.
I shared a 6 pack with him over a fire and we had a ton of good laughs. Both of us did. We sat and just spoke about our lives, the universe and had good banter. Shit, we even smoked a joint together.
He certainly projects himself to be an asshole. I would rather it be the other way around for the sake of our country.
shareBasically, you are saying that he's an actor. Indeed, I've long suspected that all of our dear leaders on both sides of the isle are actors being fed scripts and controlled by another entity.
shareCamping trip to Brokeback Mountain? Noice!
shareYou might want to delete this. Some guy claimed to sell pot to Dan Quayle decades ago and he's still sitting in jail.
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After the joint, we were high as fuck talking about how our hillbilly lives were so elegy and all that. I didn't know what happened next, but he just started staring at me as if staring into my deep starry blue eyes. With a soft smile he leaned in close. Me being high as fuck as I was, laughed at him thinking he was playing a prank. Oh boy, was I in for a treat.
I felt the bristles of his 'stache against my clean shave anus. I dunno what was happening as I lay on all fours while he went hard at work. For some reason he brought his couch along for the trip as he seems to never go anywhere without it. Then began the rump and the bump, I was being stretched to the brim...