When you are browsing the internet under the influence of drink and book a hotel room, only to book a different room the day after because you forgot that you had booked one.
My Mrs asked me why I was booking a room when I had already booked one. I said no I haven't. But I had booked a drotel room in a different city than I was supposed to.
Did you see the clout on that. Her pants were tighter than Pierrepoints noose.
Jane was walking down the street in her yoga pants. Her clout was mouthing words at me, but no sounds were forthcoming.
Her clout reminded me of a beetle bonnet.
Look at the state of that driver, I'll bet it's a fucking flatdick.
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