SpanoonapS
Bluelighter
let me preface this with the following: I am high as a georgia pine right now.
Dear Mr. Cotton Mouth,
Please go away sir, come back another day perhaps. Actually, don't come back at all, my mouth feels like I just gave 10 saltine crackers a blow job. I can't even feel my tongue, it sucks, when I try to whistle dust comes out. I am spitting air, it's not fair, leave me alone and stop raping my mouth with your dry old dick. I hope you see the error of your ways and finally leave me alone.
Sincerely,
The Management
Dear Mr. Cotton Mouth,
Please go away sir, come back another day perhaps. Actually, don't come back at all, my mouth feels like I just gave 10 saltine crackers a blow job. I can't even feel my tongue, it sucks, when I try to whistle dust comes out. I am spitting air, it's not fair, leave me alone and stop raping my mouth with your dry old dick. I hope you see the error of your ways and finally leave me alone.
Sincerely,
The Management