no i'm not a peeping kat, but i imagine that this is how i looked when glancing in the neigbors window. in my last apt. you see, i lived upstairs, and my porch was downstairs. i'd be there most evenings w/ a glass of wine watering my plants....right in front of his kitchen window. there he'd be making dinner in his underwear, and there i'd be trying not to look. but i couldn't help but glance over. GAHHH! old man in tighty whities!
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holy fuck i don't know. bryan once came home to an open window & an empty bottle. he made his way down to the drive expecting to find my broken body....but i was at harlows groovin to some blues. NOT COOL.
yer posts r so funny...i once saw vikki, (member the lesbian i rented from?) anyway, i once saw her with just a t shirt on making dinner.. it was gross
AHHHHHHHH!!! I KNOW WHO VICKY IS. YIKES!
shut up skat!
you blog won't let me post. i like the red.
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