Originally Posted by wageslave
Originally Posted by DigitalDan
Many years ago I met a young blond, a total knockout she was. We went for a walk at dusk, just getting to know each other. Along the way I farted. Long and loud, no blaming it on barking spiders. She giggled, "Tee hee hee."

Later on she took me to her bed. Some things are just not meant to be understood I guess.


Proof she liked someone who kept it real, or liked smelly azz. Who knows? Win/Win
...or she wanted a Clevland Steamer... sick