They entered the car with their large sugary drinks in hand, both had tightly pulled ponytail, greasy hair and looked out of breath (didn't stop them from sipping their calories). They took twice as much space as I did as a broad shouldered 6'2 man. They seemed aware enough to notice that people didn't like their kind but not enough to put down the drinks for a sec. Once most people left the wagon they rushed to take seats, like two wildebeests seeing a lake after a drought.
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Be honest, you squeezed past them so your boner can rub between their fat folds
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No they sat before I got out
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Sat on your face? Did you glizzy?
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