They aren't many answers when you are asked what a band of men do in a square green turf. They are either playing ball or talking about ball news of their favourite ball team. You can add sharing pervert jokes as they do that wherever whenever. And that exactly what happens after an hour of sweat-shedding, body tormenting ball game.
" That was a pure sex, was it not?"
"Like you even ever did it"
"What news of your team?" chuckle an older man, mocking.
A day before , the younger man's favourite team, which is arguably most beloved and hated at the same time all over the world, was defeated and eliminated from the biggest annual tourney.
"I dont believe there's anyone in this universe have not heard the massive news yet" the younger man calmy replies.
"What is that?" the older man playing dumb but can not hide his insulting mimic.
"My favourite team was shockingly at losing side. As anyone concerns , i shouldn't happy for that. Even so, you seem accordingly very happy. Therefore, for the time being, i will be happy for you, my friend", the young man fooly smile away. The older man losses his words puzzled-facely.
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i rate 7,5 out of 10
wew. that 'pure sex' conversation reminds me of djokovic.
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