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How to touch a womanโ€™s boobs

    So the line I came up with is "I don't mean to be rude and I certainly don't want to be creepy, but (I gesture by bringing my hands up and cupping them around the breast area) are amazing." Then after she blushes and says thanks follow up with "I don't mean to be out of line, but would it be ok if I could have a feel?"
    
    So what do you think? What do I need to tweak to make it work?

    Roasting Trash music

      You have a hidden talent! Keep it hidden๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ
      
      Started from the bottom and we still here ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ
      
      This shit hit different on mute ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ
      
      I suffer from depression my whole life and it made it worse ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’ฏ
      
      This is fire๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ, Extinguish it ๐Ÿ’ฏ
      
      Your music is like a treasure, buried so deep no one will ever find it ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’Ž
      
      Your music is like a fine wine, it needs time to age. Maybe a few centuries.๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿท
      
      Music so bad, it could cure insomnia ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ค
      
      I listened to your music and I'm pretty sure my ears are bleeding ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿ’‰
      
      Your music is like a bad dream that won't end ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ค
      
      Your music makes elevator music sound like a symphony ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ’€
      
      Your music is like a nightmare on repeat ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ค
      
      I'd rather listen to nails on a chalkboard than your music ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ™
      
      Keep this shit up and you'll be the only one listening to it on Mars ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐ŸŽต
      
      Your music is like a silent disco, nobody's dancing to it but you. ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸŽง
      
      Your music is like a broken record, it keeps repeating the same mistakes ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ”ฅ
      
      Your music is like a phone on silent, nobody cares when it rings ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ“ต
      
      Your music is like a bad tattoo, it seemed like a good idea at the time ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ–‹๏ธ
      
      Listening to your music is like going on a treasure hunt.....except I never find anything valuable ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’Ž
      
      Your music is like a treasure, buried so deep no one will ever find it ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’Ž
      
      Your music is like a fine wine, it needs time to age. Maybe a few centuries.๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿท
      
      Music so bad, it could cure insomnia ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ค
      
      I listened to your music and I'm pretty sure my ears are bleeding ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿ’‰
      
      Your music is like a bad dream that won't end ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ค
      
      Your music makes elevator music sound like a symphony ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ’€
      
      Your music is like a nightmare on repeat ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ค
      
      I'd rather listen to nails on a chalkboard than your music ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ™
      
      Keep this shit up and you'll be the only one listening to it on Mars ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐ŸŽต
      
      Your music is like a silent disco, nobody's dancing to it but you. ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸŽง
      
      Your music is like a broken record, it keeps repeating the same mistakes ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ”ฅ
      
      Your music is like a phone on silent, nobody cares when it rings ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ“ต
      
      Your music is like a bad tattoo, it seemed like a good idea at the time ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ–‹๏ธ
      
      Listening to your music is like going on a treasure hunt.....except I never find anything valuable ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’Ž
      
      Your music is like a bad relationship, I wish I could say it's over but it keeps coming back to haunt me ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’”๐ŸŽถ

      WW2

        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘€
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ˜จ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ‘
        
        ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฑ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธโš”โžก๏ธโš”๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ˜ฏ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ˜ฏ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿปโ€๐ŸฆณโœŒโš”๐Ÿ†š๏ธโš”๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿปโ€๐ŸฆณโœŒ๐Ÿšข
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ณโ™ฟ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ’ฃโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธโ™ฟ๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธโ™ฟ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿปโ€๐ŸฆณโœŒโš”๐Ÿ†š๏ธโš”๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฒ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿปโš”๐Ÿ†š๏ธโš”๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ˜ณ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ˜Ž
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ˜Žโ˜ข๐Ÿ’ฃ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ณ
        ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธโš”๏ธ๐ŸŒ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ชโšกโš”๏ธโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟโ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿณ๏ธ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ชโšกโš”๏ธโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฑโ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿณ๏ธ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ˜กโšกโš”๏ธโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ชโšกโš”๏ธโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ดโ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿณ๏ธ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ชโšกโš”๏ธโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ซโ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿณ๏ธ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฃโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฃโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช
        
        ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ชโžก๏ธโ›บโž•๐Ÿšฟ๐ŸŸฐโ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฅโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒโ›ด๏ธโš“
        
        ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ชโšกโš”๏ธโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บโŒโ„๏ธ๐ŸŒจ๏ธ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ˜ก
        
        ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง
        
        ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บโšกโš”๏ธโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ’ฅโ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿณ๏ธโž•โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ”ซ
        
        ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ’ฃโšกโš”๏ธโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ™๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ™๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฃโ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿณ๏ธ
        
        ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ

        I have a trading kink

          This is so embarrassing but I literally have a fucking kink for trading like straight up medieval bartering type shit like the thought of like "a pound o' silk for a bucket o' milk" just turns me on for some reason that God Himself refuses to reveal to me. I can't even play Minecraft without getting hard as a fucking battering ram whilst trading emeralds for enchanting books and shit. I have this distinct memory of watching this movie when I was like 13 or 14 and it took place in like medieval Europe or something and this guy was haggling for like a hand sculpted pot or some shit and I had to leave the room to fucking masturbate I felt so weird after. I think that's where it started. I wish I had a normal kink like idk piss or something idk how I'm going to explain to my future partner that I want to roleplay as a 14th century merchant . Man.

          Crab ๐Ÿฆ€ Rave

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            My fellow Americans, I have an urgent message.

              To all you bitch ass niggas calling me sleepy joe, Iโ€™m wide awake nigga and if you keep talking, Iโ€™m going to pull out the magic wand and make you sleep forever. My glock got the extendo clip so long, you niggas would think it took a Viagra laced with forbidden spells. I got the eraser cause all you niggas some mistakes. We smoking that evil shadow realm, haunted kush so diabolical that will make your dentures get cavities. Nigga, we got that shit that will turn you into a supervillain. All my ops getting turned into that potion, that dark elixir, that codeine; when I put them in my cauldron. Niggas wonโ€™t see it coming when I cast fireball and set their cloak aflame.