RottingThroat
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During the first year of high school we had to take formal ballroom dance class, it had like 5 lessons. Those who didn't have a partner to dance with got assigned one for whole class. The roastie I was dancing with later complained that she don't want to dance with me, because my throat is probably rotting (she was referring to my breath). Back then I apologized because I was bluepilled AF, but I should have smack her face instead. She wasn't even some Stacey, she was 80kg hippo that should be glad somebody danced with her.