The other night, I dreamt that I was the Dread Pirate Edward Kenway and because of my loneliness at sea, I decided to swab the poop deck and get freaky deaky with my nubile cabin boy. With cannon grease.
Then I woke up and my pillow was gone.
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The other night, I dreamt that I was the Dread Pirate Edward Kenway and because of my loneliness at sea, I decided to swab the poop deck and get freaky deaky with my nubile cabin boy. With cannon grease.
Then I woke up and my pillow was gone.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't.
Not really, no. Maybe a trap... *MAYBE*.
Just maybe? Embrace the marvelous world of traps!
This man would like a word with you:
i dont have a chemical imbalance in the brain so no i havent
Keep telling yourself that.
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