I headed to the boss's office Mr. nedniL, I had a made a new discovery on how to move your body across time and space without showing up on the other side half dressed, brown, short, or a orange cloud. I had been working on it for ages, perfected it, but with Mr nedniL, he didn't like any proposal that would make the company better for some reason.
As I walked into Mr. nedniL's office, I heard a sweet voice say "Hi, my daddy isn't here right now, he's in a meeting."
Suddenly at a loss for words I mumbled, "ummm, err, ok I will come back tomorrow then, thank you." As I turned to walk to the door she said, "I was supposed to ride home with daddy, would you mind taking me home? He is going to be in this meeting a while."
My mind raced, thinking this isn't a good idea. Last time I got in trouble with Mr nedniL, he locked my account and I couldn't log onto my computer for hours. "Hell Yes!", I blurted.
We walked to the parking garage, climbing into my new and updated Golfer II from Dirty Garage. New brake and gas pedals, new headlights, added tv screens to the back of the headrests, up front, and the large screen in the back of the car. This car was a beast!
As I drove the boss's daughter home, she kept playing with my gear knob, flipping through the channels on the tv monitor. I was trying to pay attention to the road when she said, "Oh, what channel is this on the tv?" I looked down to see she found redtube, "Oh shit, I let my roommate borrow the car last night, why the hell is that channel on my tv!"
The drive to her house seem to take an eternity, between the popping of her gum, redtube on the monitor, her always touching my gear knob, and her perky....
We pulled up into her driveway, she asked "Would you like something to drink before you leave?" I nodded my head like a bobblehead doll and followed her into the house. Once inside she grabbed me and pushed me against the staircase, jumping on me saying, "those rumors you hear about the boss's daughter, well they're all true!"
As I walked into Mr. nedniL's office, I heard a sweet voice say "Hi, my daddy isn't here right now, he's in a meeting."Suddenly at a loss for words I mumbled, "ummm, err, ok I will come back tomorrow then, thank you." As I turned to walk to the door she said, "I was supposed to ride home with daddy, would you mind taking me home? He is going to be in this meeting a while."
My mind raced, thinking this isn't a good idea. Last time I got in trouble with Mr nedniL, he locked my account and I couldn't log onto my computer for hours. "Hell Yes!", I blurted.
We walked to the parking garage, climbing into my new and updated Golfer II from Dirty Garage. New brake and gas pedals, new headlights, added tv screens to the back of the headrests, up front, and the large screen in the back of the car. This car was a beast!
As I drove the boss's daughter home, she kept playing with my gear knob, flipping through the channels on the tv monitor. I was trying to pay attention to the road when she said, "Oh, what channel is this on the tv?" I looked down to see she found redtube, "Oh shit, I let my roommate borrow the car last night, why the hell is that channel on my tv!"
The drive to her house seem to take an eternity, between the popping of her gum, redtube on the monitor, her always touching my gear knob, and her perky....
We pulled up into her driveway, she asked "Would you like something to drink before you leave?" I nodded my head like a bobblehead doll and followed her into the house. Once inside she grabbed me and pushed me against the staircase, jumping on me saying, "those rumors you hear about the boss's daughter, well they're all true!"
Cuz she's hell on heels
And she turns my wheels
With her devil smile and her angel eyes
She got me all hypnotized
And she's hell on heels
And she turns my wheels
With her devil smile and her angel eyes
She got me all hypnotized
And she's hell on heels
Golfer II from Dirty Garage - Marketplace In-World
Pose for last picture is a new one from Exposeaur called "Set Fire to the Rain" and is available at Zodiac.
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