Imagine searching the World Wide Web to find the coolest yard sale in town. As you hop on your dirt bike to go to the place you found, you put on your hockey mask to gain those much needed aesthetics. As you hop off of your bike, to see something that really whooshes your hair back. It was a 50 year old Indian man who is full of aesthetics. He was wearing a pair of bootiful swirly shorts and a dirty hat, not to mention the way he wore his bra/shirt/wtf/toupee. He was hawt, tbh. You casually sashayed up to him and he merely glanced at your mask with a look of superiority. "Ya got any candy necklaces, preferably used?" He avoided the question and asked, "Would you like to go dirt biking?" You jumped at the chance and hopped back on your dirt bike with him lounging in the basket. This was the good stuff.
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RandomYou and I both know that your fantasies can never be quenched; however, these invigorating tales will hopefully help those insatiable desires for all you frickin fricks. May Toolie have mercy on your soul. P.S. All edits are made by me
