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| I'm here to date your daughter, sir. | |
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| Yes, but before I let you take her out, you must first get the approval of Señor Air Dick. | |
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| OMG, you've never heard the story of the Air Dick! Well, it all started when I was a young boy growing up in Norfolk, VA... I was a lonely little boy, so I had to create my own friends. | |
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| Is this going to take long? The concert starts in an hour... | |
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| Hold on... This is the critical part. After sneaking one of my dad's porno's, I saw the thing that would be the inspiration for the Air Dick: John C. Holme's thirteen-inch cock. | |
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