Wriggling around, two fingers deep in my back end like some teenage boy unsure what he should be tugging at inside his girlfriend__ nether region I wrestled a fifty free.
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Propping up a seat at the bar we devour chicken wings like life does dreams
It hadn__ always been this way, that__ a cliché, but it is a cliché for a reason. It__ not like anyone starts a relationship with nothing to say to the other person. No-one wants to feel like a complete stranger and live together because it__ easier than trying to remember who owns the copy of Almost Famous _ which was mine by the way.
With the windows in his top of the range Audi firmly in place we slowly baked ourselves and chatted over why my hatred of golf was wrong, what made a good antihero and why Paul McCartney should just fuck off.
i__ super, it__ like my favourite meal and a birthday blowjob from Christina Hendricks in here.
Prose before hoes, muthafucka! I__l be right over.
Self-awareness is the most overrated trick in the book. More than ambition, more than free will, more than getting on to the property ladder early. Right now I should be at the Little Hills, you probably just call them the Hills, right?
He looked along the line of children, exhibits A to C of his existence and heirs to the twisted throne of his corrupt genetics.
So you__e the little smart ass from Poleglass.__ wanted to point out he sounded like Dr. Seuss but bit my lip and remembered the warning the old lady gave me.
It was a sacrifice worthy of her and dreams are made to be killed.
He was a shadow of the man that once intimidated us out of our home, a shell of a human being, a fragment of a father.
Marilyn Monroe is pissing me off, Charlie Chaplin owes me twenty bucks, that fucker Shrek tried to fuck my girlfriend at Baskin Robbins.
How was it they had cut to Hollywood Boulevard for a fluff piece and ended up with Gangs of New-Fucking-York?! Bonnie looked to her co-Anchor. He was wearing a good mouth for cooling soup.
Every little prick out there wants me to lift them. I had this one kid from Oklahoma, big fat shitter he was. Legs as fat as a Downers forehead screaming Up, up, Hulk up! at me for ten minutes until I had no other choice. Fat fucker damn near put my back out and then his old man stiffs me with Canadian dollars. Canadian, can you believe that shit?!
The boulevard was awash with the curious and the shocked as wave after wave of tourist crashed into the unmoving masses of families who had just witnessed a brawl between The Incredible Hulk and SpongeBob Squarepants over territory, boundaries and the age old issue of ownership.
They stood either side of him like haunting little genetic bookends. The one thing he__l leave behind, two kids who called another man for help with their homework.
One way or another we__e taking your bank. All you have to do is decide the level of persuasion we need to apply.