“Is that the famous chicken California blend casserole I smell, mom?” I ask
. “Well, we have the basketball tournament in Santa Barbara the day after Christmas,” she says. “You don’t have to talk to dad if you don’t want to, I’m sure Zach will be happy to see us though,” I add
Pussyfucking. . They had crashed straight into a brick wall of an office building
“Is that the famous chicken California blend casserole I smell, mom?” I ask
. “Well, we have the basketball tournament in Santa Barbara the day after Christmas,” she says. “You don’t have to talk to dad if you don’t want to, I’m sure Zach will be happy to see us though,” I add
Pussyfucking. . They had crashed straight into a brick wall of an office building
“Is that the famous chicken California blend casserole I smell, mom?” I ask
. “Well, we have the basketball tournament in Santa Barbara the day after Christmas,” she says. “You don’t have to talk to dad if you don’t want to, I’m sure Zach will be happy to see us though,” I add
Pussyfucking. . They had crashed straight into a brick wall of an office building
Fisting FFantomASS deeper.