by Blackthorn » Fri Apr 12, 2013 5:53 am
When I was young I loved them strong girls like vodka and gin because they liked it fast an loose. Always left my head spinning and I ended up wondering who I slept with the night before.
Then I settled into a beautiful relationship with a soft girl called beer. She treated me right and I was happy, till one day she just made me sick. Sick and sick, and I couldn't be around her anymore.
That's when I started cheating on her. At first I would say that it was something about the way my little Spanish senorita could slide her way into anything. A dark dress of kahlua, something that screamed for attention on the beach. Yes, taquilla is my girl now. Even though I have to say that neighbor girl just makes me want to go and give a little rebel yell from time to time.
First Rule of Hermit Club is - YOU DON'T GO TO HERMIT CLUB!!!