She never said she was 16!
By the time she got to my hotel room, I was already a 40 of St. Ides and an 8ball deep. She was looking like 21, minimum your honor.
It was consentual your honor. And when she was cuttin' up those lines for us, I thought she was using her Drivers License, not her Library Card.
"Man, Iz been set up like a mutha sucka."
Thursday, May 6, 2010
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