Sunday, July 11, 2010

COUSCOUS ANYONE?

COUSCOUS ANYONE?
My mom and her friend Nancy came over to rummage through the free stuff that was left by suicidal robber chick, amongst which were an abundance of Halloween pillows, a bag of Snapple caps, and a dirty sock. My mother’s friend, being the hoarder that she is took a bunch of bags without even looking through them, (she also took the Snapple caps after saying to me “who would keep this”?) After looking through her loot found a dominatrix outfit. Now, I’m not sure what Nancy considers a dominatrix outfit but this isn’t exactly a sweet old gramma type woman we’re talking about here, she’s raunchy. Within 5 minutes of being here she told Buster to stop sniffing her ‘couscous”. My dogs are not crotch sniffers, and I’ll be honest with you, in my period of deep depression, I’ve gone days without showering or changing my clothes and they were never interested in sniffing my dirty puss. So, who knows, maybe she really did have couscous in her nether region……it was their dinner time. Anyway, cookoo couscous Nancy is regifting the used sex suit to her very own daughter. Which is kinda like giving someone a used dildo. I don’t know, maybe it’s just me but, I think it would kill the mood knowing I was in someone elses sexual tethers…..that my MOM gave me??? Freaks.
What The Heck?

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