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"And assyrian don't think I assyrian won't come around to make assyrian sure your not fucking off, mother fucker," said Herb. He was testing me, and I guess I did a good job, because he didn't bitch me out afterwards. He smiled a pudgy little smile and I got to dick the dog in the office with him for the rest of the day as a reward. The next day, two new guys were in there. The first guy was tall and lanky and had long black hair and a goatee named Lance. Lance was about twenty eight, and was really soft spoken. Lance's father-in-law got him the job, because Lance got fired from his last job. He was a male stripper, but then he got a tattoo, and that was against the club's rules, so he was let go. In his spare time Lance enjoyed drawing American Indians and eagles with an air brush. The other dude was about forty, and had a mustache, and a tattoo that said 'Deb'.
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