Sunday, January 9, 2011

Roaring 20's Sentence

So, my dogs were hurting from work, because we work for pay that's like the Cat's Meow. So, here I am, walking down the street, when I see this bearcat. Now, she had some nice gams, and seemed like she just closed the bank on a drugstore cowboy that was hitting on her. Now, the place I work at requires its employees to where there glad rags, which is what I was wearing, and she was just the Bee's Knees, so, I had to ask her out. As I walked up, however, I saw a handcuff on her finger, and and everything didn't seem copacetic anymore. So, I kept on walking.

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