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26 Jun 2015, 22:11
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Since everybody is asking for free advice, how about you give me a simple one. Simple for you, geniuses :D
HOW THE FUCK IS IT THAT EVERY WEEK END IN BELGIUM IS RAINING, AND DURING THE WEEK IS SUNNY?
IS THIS GOD S WAY OF TELLING ME TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF BELGIUM?
GOD IF YOU RE READING THIS, PLEASE TAKE NOTICE:
I WON T LEAVE!
HOW THE FUCK IS IT THAT EVERY WEEK END IN BELGIUM IS RAINING, AND DURING THE WEEK IS SUNNY?
IS THIS GOD S WAY OF TELLING ME TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF BELGIUM?
GOD IF YOU RE READING THIS, PLEASE TAKE NOTICE:
I WON T LEAVE!
Every day millions of likes and messages from girls all over the world, sending me pictures with their hot naked bodies, sweating after fitness session. Of course, because I m an o g, I never replied to any of them.
But one day, I got a message which sounded like this:
"Hot estonian girl, with goddess body, amazing tits, boombastic ass, 190 IQ, looking for lonely heart walking ranger, hardcore man to fulfill my bedroom fantasies." So of course, because I have a good heart, I ran into helping this poor tormented soul. Looks like she was from Talin.
When we met in Antwerp, in front of a church, it was a sunny day. Very strange if you ask me, because we were in Belgium after all. She was dressed in a very short skirt, showing her musculus and yet beautiful legs, tight ass, gigantic boobs, a semi tanned face, two beautiful blue eyes, blond hair and lips ready to do amazing things to my friend "Little Unforgiven".
We started walking and talking, me just asking a question or saying one "Ooo" or "AAA" to her amazing life stories. Won t go into details, but the girl had a very exciting life. Pretty sister, divorced parents, boyfriends on very early age, long nights drunk, philosophy, moved from EE to NL, working in a club as waitress, avoiding ugly horny dutch people who were trying to touch her boobs or ass, getting a boyfriend on her first or second day in NL, to whom as much as I know she still lives now.
After few hours of walking, we went to a bar, drank a bottle of wine, than we bought another bottle of wine from a night shop and a chocolate. The wine was for her, the chocolate was for me. Little Unforgiven was crying for some energy.
We arrived in a small park, and sat on a bench. After a while, what you know, she asking me if I can give her a massage. Sure thing, I start rubbing her shoulders with my strong hands, than I go slowly on her back, and than I put my hands on her boobs.She lets her hands slowly slipper into my pants, which suddenly became much bigger, and start talking with my little buddy. Oh boy....it was mother nature basic instinct pure beauty raw clash of man and woman needs.
I let my tongue gently lick her neck and play with her ears while my hands never left the side of her boobs. What can I say? I m a pro.
The rest of the story I can t tell you mate, cause it gets to porn, and we have underage kids here. But you can imagine the rest :)
Can I buy you a beer sometime?
You think THAT'S bad?
Well hold your horses, I m few steps away from starting my 1 million dollar company, head quarters in your capital. I hope Scotland Yard and MI6 are prepared