You always knew that the girl at the laundromat had the hots for you, but you didn’t know how she really felt until she slapped the fabric softening sheets from your hand and demanded you fuck her on the washer. More »
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Hypochondriac/ hanging out at the laundromat/ where all the fat, white-trashy blondes be at
I’m dressed like a sailor/ standing next to a pail of garbage/ I see a gal & I say, ‘Hey, nice to meet ye’/ ‘I’d like to take you for a Faygo & a slice of pizza’/ ‘& I was just about to roll this next blount’/ But I ain’t got no weed/ No Phillies/ Or no papers
[I'll cut it off hear. But that's what I think about when laundromat sex comes up.]
[It's weird. Though not as weird as Domino's Pizza getting me aroused. Long story.]
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