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High Society
So i'm back from my trip in chicago. and i'm going through all my mail, and i notice there's a magazine in a sealed gray envelope.
the name on the envelope is not mine, and the address is not either. however, the address is soo completely wrong, it doesn't make any sense. how it ended up in my mailbox, i have no clue. like the address doesn't even exist.
so i'm looking at it, and stamped on the side is "High Society" and i'm thinking, "well...someone's all high and mighty w/ themselves".
so i'm like, fuck it, and opened it, because i was curious as to what this magazine was about. and low and behold....
it's pr0no!! i felt sooooo stupid, and i started giggling and laughing so hard, because it's not like your normal playboy or penthouse, it's a little more....detailed (and involves a lot more than just women...sitting there....)
**awkward**
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