Chocolate Chip Cookies

The other day I had a need to bake some cookies. Without a decent cookie sheet, I took the necessary trip to the store–mere steps from my house. Whilst passing the local Chinese place, some guy whistled that classic whistle. You know, the one that goes “wheeeet wheeeew!”

I turned around, saw the dude looking at me, and gave him the big, unmistakable
finger.

Yet, he persisted, mumbled, almost incoherently–even sheepishly– “I wanna lick your pussy. . . “

I held The Finger until I entered the store. Feeling relief, I carried forth on my mission, and obtained the necessary baking implement.

Upon payment, I wondered if said jerk-off reamined outside. He had, apparently, taken his spring rolls and split, but not without an extra-awesome serving of my finger.

–anna

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