What is this foreplay object you speak of?
I kicked a tard in her babymaker when I was around 10 or so. Wasn't a nice thing to do.
What was the reason behind this attack in your mind?
When I was in high school, this really fat kid named Steven sat at my table in social studies class. Always felt bad for him because he never had any friends. Anyways one day we were talking and there was this new burger place that opened across from the school and since he always ate lunch by himself, I invited him to come with me and my friends the next day. For whatever reason, I totally forgot about our lunch appointment the next day and went somewhere else. Total douchebag move because I know he was so excited that somebody reached out to him. The next Monday, I saw him at school and he sad he went to the burger joint and waited by himself for me to show. I felt awful, I really did, and I told him lunch would be on me the next day. Somehow, that day never came. I just kinda blew it off and never prioritized making that right with him.That moment always stuck with me. I try to make it a habit of paying for strangers food in restaurants or places if I see people who look sad, or down on their luck. I think of Steven every time. I plan to find Steven one day, the fat kid who I stood up on a burger date 10 years ago, and help encourage his obesity issue by taking him out for a burger and fries. When that day comes, I will take pics and post them on GetBig.
Does "Steven" live in Aurora Colorado and like Batman movies?