I'm pretty sure I just came across a new sub-genre here. I shall dub thee Amateur Millennial Mashing. Much like integrity, it can't be taught - only induced. 6 inches of wet spaghetti and Dress Barn managers are required.
A once thought to be lost classic resurfaces. Community college bro gets a pass on rent in exchange for clearing out the cobwebs from his landlady's minge, complete with awkward small talk and blacked.com fuck positions.
2 things I value more than Arby's 5 for $5: One involves quilted toilet paper & pressure assisted toilets. The other is women so into their fantasies, they don't even need a costar to bring da squeeze. Today, 1 wish gets granted.
Today we follow a pre-menopausal momma in her quest to cross interracial waters. But if you expect to see wreckage, click elsewhere. When she finally meets her chocolate destiny things don't really measure up, haha.
