Sunday, March 11, 2012

Don't Say Anything To Encourage Her

"The lady has flowers growing out of her head and tits. She just walks up to me, puts her arm around me like she's known me forever. I'm sitting here thinking 'Oy vey, another nutty burlesque chorine, like I need another one, my woodcock is not my own anymore, and I'm turning into an insomniac.' Just humor her and she'll move on to the next dummy."

Happily Pillaged From It Is Not Safe Here

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