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So I was using Legos one day and I used to like use my teeth to like get the Legos off of the plate And I had this one like one block or one piece Lego And it got stuck in my throat when I got my best friend and she said you don't believe me Then she gave me her Sprite in the end.
So the first and last time I ever hooked up with a groupie of my band, we were driving up the mountain to her cabin and she started singing along to my music, which is on the stereo and staring at me, not the road. It was snowing, it was terrifying.
The scary situation I haven't been in one of my means like check my booty type shit and I know if I was supposed to get jiggy with it or run and scream so I let him go ahead and check my booty
So I'm just like doing my thing, right? Like I'm going all in. Like I'm going rabbit wire like Tasmanian devil type shit, you know? And then I look down, I realize like, oh shit, they have a koochie. Like, where's the dick at?