Exercise 4

by Carla Abreu

I love Charli XCX (pictured below)

This is not me encouraging you to go here and write a review. No. It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong? I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. Bob Loblaw Lobs Law Bomb. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce. It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib. She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something.


A cute game of i-Spy
Beatiful website where girls can dream Charli XCX