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*back at the supermarket*
dom: oh shit i forgot about d.m's fetish towards kiddie rides
*d.m continues to giggle giderly as he rocks slowly back an forward*
terr: how are we gonna get him off?
dom: easy...
*dom kicks the plug out of the wall*
d.m: fuckin spoil sport
dom: please dont tell me you used all the grocery money on the kiddie ride..
d.m: ummmm....
dom: you fucking retard!!! i need bbq sauce!!!!
terr: and i really need my lubricant!!!
d.m: their all out of lubricant anyway...
terr: NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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