demien3k5
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Went to the grocery store to pick up a few things. Talked to the staff to give them some pointers about how to run their store more efficiently cause I used to own a chain of Safeway supermarkets. They loved me, and named me the store's general manager for life, right on the spot. I could tell the young female cashiers were all dying for me to take them home and balance their tills with my magic penis, but instead I just fucked the produce manager while she tossed my salad.
Then I went to Morton's for dinner. Called the line staff out to the table to give them some advice on how to cook a steak properly cause I use to be a professional cowboy. They named me head chef on the spot. I could tell all the sexy young waitresses were dying for me to take them home and give them my big tip, but instead I just boned the supermodel hostess while she admired the polish on my spurs.
Then I went to a movie - Ghost in the Shell. Mid-flick I whipped out my celly and called the Director Rupert Sanders to give him some advice on how to properly direct a big budget film because I originally invented motion pictures. He called Steve Burke, CEO at NBCUniversal Studios who resigned on the spot and named me his replacement on a lifetime contract. Most of the female members of the Screen Actors Guild texted me and wanted me to give them some serious direction with my magic tongue, but was running short on time so I just ass fucked Scarlett Johansson because she said she like the way I licked the popcorn butter off my fingers.
Was getting tired so headed towards home. Had a craving so stopped off at Krispy Creme for a bite. Some old, skinny chick in front of me in line raised her voice ever so slightly trying to get the cashier's attention and I completely lost it. Rabbit punched her in the back of the head, then took her out completely with a rear naked choke hold and titty twisters till her eyes rolled back in head and she dropped like a wet noodle. As I ran back out to my car, I yelled 'Don't fuck with me!' loud enough so everyone in the plaza could hear. Just heard I was elected president for life of the Hells Angels cause I'm so damn tough.
I could tell all the sexy female bakers in the back wanted me to glaze their faces like honey donuts because I'm such a stud for taking charge of that dangerous situation, but instead just drove home where I found every SP in the county waiting desperately on my front step arguing who would get to pay me the most for a ride on my psychedelic peg.
I fucked em' all silly for hours, then took a quick nap and hopped online to post about my exploits.
True story. :-Cool/"
Then I went to Morton's for dinner. Called the line staff out to the table to give them some advice on how to cook a steak properly cause I use to be a professional cowboy. They named me head chef on the spot. I could tell all the sexy young waitresses were dying for me to take them home and give them my big tip, but instead I just boned the supermodel hostess while she admired the polish on my spurs.
Then I went to a movie - Ghost in the Shell. Mid-flick I whipped out my celly and called the Director Rupert Sanders to give him some advice on how to properly direct a big budget film because I originally invented motion pictures. He called Steve Burke, CEO at NBCUniversal Studios who resigned on the spot and named me his replacement on a lifetime contract. Most of the female members of the Screen Actors Guild texted me and wanted me to give them some serious direction with my magic tongue, but was running short on time so I just ass fucked Scarlett Johansson because she said she like the way I licked the popcorn butter off my fingers.
Was getting tired so headed towards home. Had a craving so stopped off at Krispy Creme for a bite. Some old, skinny chick in front of me in line raised her voice ever so slightly trying to get the cashier's attention and I completely lost it. Rabbit punched her in the back of the head, then took her out completely with a rear naked choke hold and titty twisters till her eyes rolled back in head and she dropped like a wet noodle. As I ran back out to my car, I yelled 'Don't fuck with me!' loud enough so everyone in the plaza could hear. Just heard I was elected president for life of the Hells Angels cause I'm so damn tough.
I could tell all the sexy female bakers in the back wanted me to glaze their faces like honey donuts because I'm such a stud for taking charge of that dangerous situation, but instead just drove home where I found every SP in the county waiting desperately on my front step arguing who would get to pay me the most for a ride on my psychedelic peg.
I fucked em' all silly for hours, then took a quick nap and hopped online to post about my exploits.
True story. :-Cool/"
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