tfln.

[freeshavacados]

you know what to do.

Comments

[wickedsmiles]

Better than dying? I don't know about that!

But better than tequila shots, quite likely, my dear.

[cravestomisbehave]

Oh yeah, what the hell is that? And before you start, don't try pushing any of the bullshit they got Angie on.

[wickedsmiles]

Perish the thought! I find such things distasteful.

No, no my dear girl I'm talking about some Grade A, top shelf liquor! Whiskey, Bourbon, the really good stuff! Meant to be savored, not dumped down your throat like the swill you're used to.

[cravestomisbehave]

Alright, you got my attention. And just what the hell do you want for the good shit?

[wickedsmiles]

Well I'm a reasonable man! Nothing all too inconvenient.

Perhaps a small favor the next time I'm in need of some heavy lifting!

[cravestomisbehave]

So I get the goods, and in return, I help you with some job at some point? Sure, you got a deal.

[wickedsmiles]

That's about the long and short of it my dear!

Pleasure doing business with you!

[cravestomisbehave]

Yeah, whatever. [Angie was right, he was like a strawberry pimp.]