Discussion in 'The Bar' started by Gomez, May 12, 2013.
Christ Jesus God and Baby Jesus, I'd be horrified to know, but I'm certain dad was drunk and stinking of bourbon and Tareytons.
I've never asked. Not interested in knowing the answer. Probably in the back seat of a station wagon, Valentine's Day 1970
I must add - Momma Gas Face is kinda hawt
i'd fuck her.
actually my folks are traditional Catholics, so it was prolly missionary
missionary for sure.
my mother was ice cold frigid and only did it out of obligation.
i was conceived out of obligation woot