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| Why hey there sugar well the hell you been at all my life. Love the outfit. | |
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| The outfit? Er oh yes I heard it was fancy dress tonight. Tell me how does one go about procuring some meat in this establishment? | |
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| Please can I come down bro. I promise one of my posse will get you the money. He should have been here an hour ago. | |
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| I aint telling you again boy. I AINT YOUR BRO! Until I get my money your boney ass is up there for the birds to shit down on and the bums to piss up to. Word. | |
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| I've never done this sort of thing before, well unless you count the choir boys and my dog Mr Fluffy. Be gentle with me Henry. | |
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| Oh I shall be father. Now put on the nipple clamps and arab strap bitch whilst I prepare a bottle of holy water for you. | |
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