Hot girl at Babes - w4w - 27 (Babes Of Carytown)
One time I saw you on the dancefloor and I wanted to call 911. Not for my dying heart, but for your seizure. I know your name is Denny, I heard your friend calling out at you, or maybe I misheard - probably requesting you to stop. I wasn’t embarrassed, I’d love to seize with you and your cowboy hat sometime. If I see you next week, I made you this haiku:
Denny, Cowboy hat
Seizing away on the floor
I want to fuck you (is this coming on too strong?)
I’d buy you a drink, but you’d spill it. So you and your fauxhawk should mosey over my way sometime, just don’t knock out too many folks on your way. I’d feel honored. I wish I had the courage to make a fool of myself like you do.
So if you ever come to a stop, I’d like to buy you some Denny’s…but I’m sure you get that a lot.
I asked around about you, seems your ego is well known, but I mean, I don’t blame you and your epiletic ways. I’ll tell Babe’s to keep the lights to a minimum just incase this really is a problem.