I stared at dhar mann from afar admiring his pointy gel-filled spiky hair wondering if it would explode and start a fire if I touched it.
He looked at me and winked, l9oking me up and down, licking his lips.
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My pickle in my blue jeans started to do the macarena. He giggled and looked away continuing to do his work.
I was wondering what casualties will conspire today considering he is famous and posts the most confusing flabbergasting shit ever but I didn't ask him bc I cant get up bc my dill pickle is tingling and I need to fix it.
*TIME SKIP* s-so you ngh..mm s-see ah~ dhar mann moaned out.
