Ever notice at car shows women tend to dress up like sluts to pose on stranger’s cars? I’ve never understood why some tramp would get all dressed up like a hooker for this. And it never fails. Go to any local car show and you’l find some slut posing for pictures. You just KNOW these pictures will end up on the damn Internet thinger. Sort of like this:
Whatever. As long as I get to see some skin, I’m happy. I’m easy to please. Just ask Peachez. She’ll tell you.
So rumor has it I’m a Mustang fan. Do you see a Mustang here? I don’t.
This is Lia 19. I’ve met her a number of times; I saw her last Thursday (when I died my hair pink!). In fact, I have a picture from that night. Let me see…. here it is.
And you thought I was shitting you.
I’d hit it. And marry her too, if fucking Misty Anderson doesn’t step up to the plate in the near future. I’m not getting any younger here.
Cheerleaders Rock!
Each and every one of us here attended high school, and cheerleaders were the ultimate. I don’t care if you were a jock, druggie, geek, brain, or loser in high school…… You wanted a piece of a cheerleader.
I was somewhat of a jock in high school. I exceled at basketball and track, but didn’t play football. Instead, I was a male cheerleader. You think I’m gay? (Let me remind you I’m a former US Marine!) My part as a cheerleader mean wearing the team sweater (”The Vikings!”) and goofing off with the cheerleaders. That’s right, while you were jerking off alone I was right there with them looking up their skirts when I hoisted them above my head. Now that’s hawt!
Speak about having an instant in with the cheerleaders! My first time was a cheerleader, Shauna, and her and I dated for the next two years. After that I tore through the rest of the cheerleaders. Good job!
Oh, if you into cheerleaders here’s a link to my favorite Cheerleading Site. Your welcome.
All of us play pool, right? Would you like to play with Melissa Midwest?
How the fuck could you play and concentrate with that ass. You know you couldn’t resist taking a sneak peak here and there. Freaks. I’m betting if you had the oppertunity to talk to a chick like this in a club you’d offer to lick her feet. Admit it already.
Here we go!
I’d hit it. You would too if you were hung like a can of pringles!
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