...holiday-themed bathroom grafitto (which is the gramatically correct singular form of the more commonly misused "graffiti") that was scribbled above the urinal in the Ledgewood Mall bathroom. Check out her festive elf hat! And hey, is that a bell on top?
I went out of town for a few days to attend my cousin Chris' wedding, when I got back into town, there was a note from my roommate on the door saying she'd also gone away for a few days. The note explained that she'd left some food out for Herman (her cat) but that he'd probably need more by the time I got back and to please feed him. In the summertime, most people would leave a cat a bowl of DRY CAT FOOD, right? Well, not Vic. By the time I got home, the bowl of wet cat food she left for him had transformed into a swirling, writhing bowl FILLED with maggots. (See, that's the thing about my site - you may get to see two stupidly hot girls smooching, but you also have to deal with nonsense like this. Sorry.)
This is why it's always better to just wait for one of the urinals to open up. Venture into a stall at a rock show and you never know what the fuck you're going to see. Is that someone's shirt in there? How does that even happen?
Once he was sure he had the park's attention (and after he'd ejaculated in his shorts) he went on to give his dog a drink of water by pouring the water into his own mouth and then letting the dog lap his fucking face. He did this like 3 feet from where Fatty and I were sitting, totally showing off for the cam. When he was all finished, he looked over at us and smiled and I turn, held up the camera and took....
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