2 comments /r:r/reddit The Flight Of The Cucko’s Nest – A Memoir by Cuckoolander, is a book about a time in my life where I became a Cuckoon.
This book was an absolute blast, it was a time when I was on my first date with my girlfriend and I was going out for dinner with my friends and I wanted to do the Cooloo’s Nest.
The Coolo’s nest is a sort of Cuckooted version of the Big Mac and I ended up ordering the Cuppa’s Nest on the way home and it was such a blast and I couldn’t wait to get home.
The story is told through an intimate story that is told in the form of an anecdote.
There are many aspects to this story that I could describe in a paragraph or two, but the gist of the book is that I was so drunk that I ended my date and left the house in the middle of the night.
I woke up in a park in my underwear, in my friends room, in a car in the garage, and I went back to sleep.
I was drunk, I was in my own world, I couldnt tell the difference between the world of the real and the one I imagined, and all I knew was that I needed to have sex with my boyfriend.
I went out the next day, and my girlfriend drove me home and I fucked my boyfriend the entire way home.
That night was my first time fucking my boyfriend in a long time, and as you can see, it took me a long while to get there.
A few months later, I had a friend over and I asked her if she had ever had a date in her life.
She replied, “No, I only fucked men.”
At this point, I am not sure what I was thinking, but I knew that I had just had a terrible date.
After dinner, my girlfriend told me that I went on a date with another man, and that was my introduction to sex.
My girlfriend and her boyfriend fucked together and after a few hours, my boyfriend started fucking my girlfriend, and we had sex for the first time.
I got the idea that my friend was the one that had fucked her boyfriend and my next memory was that of me fucking my friend.
At that point, the COO was a thing, and the book was a way for me to explain the Coo’s Tale.
When I started reading this book, I found it very difficult to get my head around the idea of having sex with another human being.
It was hard to remember that I knew the difference, but when I started to get it, I felt that the book really did make sense.
I had no idea that it would change my life in a way that I think it has.
I am now the author of my own book and I can tell you that I would not change my name or the name of the town that I live in for a day or two.
In conclusion, the flight of the cuckoo is the story of how I became the Cucker.
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