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Originally posted by str8outavannuys
The only "Celine" i met was a skinny washed-out blonde who charged me $20 for a bad lap-dance. I kicked her to the curb after one song and got me an eastern european brunette, who was a little hungrier for my cash, if ya catch my drift.
str8's on the new board, str8's on the new board
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I do not catch your drift I am afraid. She was hungry for your cash is a little too obtuse for me.
In other observations, I watched Inside THe Actor's Studio last night where my beloved CLint Eastwood was the guest. First off, may I just say that this is probably the only man over the age of fifty, much less, seventy, that I would gladly bang. I just love him and I have since I was first mesmerized by that laconic speech pattern at an early age. I realized that Clint has set the precendent for my physical type in men as well as for my placing of the voice in the top two or three most important things to me in terms of attraction.
But I also observed something else that was a little bizarre. His face lift has left him bearing a strong resemblance to Christopher Walken.
