The other day I shut the passenger side door to my car for my girlfriend, and I farted the entire walk around the back of the car to the drivers door. It was nuts. We had chipotle and I had been holding in the fart for like 20 minutes. It felt so good
I don't care how long his legs are, or what his stride is...this poor guy needs to see a doctor...RIGHT NOW! That just ain't right. There is something seriously wrong with this guy.
At least I'm assuming that it's a guy, as girls don't usually brag about things like that.
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