Ooh. Now drive down a cobblestone road.. Slowly, at first.
When I was in high school, there was this dyke chick who’d ride around town with an inflate-a-date on the back of her bike. This was in the ’80s when that shit was scandalous. Cracked me up!
if that thing was fastened securely, then i would think that this would help keep a bitch on the back during douchebag skreet tricks
Bitch *fender*.
i’ve never wanted to go for a ride quite so litteraly before
Don’t forget the screaming as she burns her right leg on the exhaust pipe –
hawt
I’ve got that scar and a melted sneaker too.
Ooh.
Now drive down a cobblestone road..
Slowly, at first.
When I was in high school, there was this dyke chick who’d ride around town with an inflate-a-date on the back of her bike. This was in the ’80s when that shit was scandalous. Cracked me up!
if that thing was fastened securely, then i would think that this would help keep a bitch on the back during douchebag skreet tricks
Bitch *fender*.
i’ve never wanted to go for a ride quite so litteraly before
Don’t forget the screaming as she burns her right leg on the exhaust pipe –
hawt
I’ve got that scar and a melted sneaker too.