karma4klattie
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Somewhere along the line it all went horribly wrong for Carl. He wanted respect and admiration, a clean house, a fleet of impressive cars, a trophy girlfriend and a brilliant media career. He had standards. He knew what was despicable and demeaning and he knew what was admirable and good. His leaden quotes indicate that he’s aware that there is an intellectually satisfying life out there and he wants to be part of it. He’s uneducated, coarse and brutish but aspires to greater things.
However, for some unknown reason, he thought this could be achieved by linking up with the aging slut Katie Price.
It looked promising at first, she said she’d changed, that he was ‘the one’ at last, she appeared happy. She dressed more discreetly, briefly she got rid of the foul extensions and had a rather classy bob. She toned down. But, like some horror movie, the old Katie Price, Jordan, burst out and dragged Carl down into her quagmire.
So here he is, pathetically wanking on OF, having his penis laughed at, his cum discussed with revulsion, his vanity mocked, he’s excluded from filming, he’s up in Court, he’s living with his dad and somewhere has a fleet of unsaleable old cars.
Poor, poor Carl.
However, for some unknown reason, he thought this could be achieved by linking up with the aging slut Katie Price.
It looked promising at first, she said she’d changed, that he was ‘the one’ at last, she appeared happy. She dressed more discreetly, briefly she got rid of the foul extensions and had a rather classy bob. She toned down. But, like some horror movie, the old Katie Price, Jordan, burst out and dragged Carl down into her quagmire.
So here he is, pathetically wanking on OF, having his penis laughed at, his cum discussed with revulsion, his vanity mocked, he’s excluded from filming, he’s up in Court, he’s living with his dad and somewhere has a fleet of unsaleable old cars.
Poor, poor Carl.