Ohh...oh that's just... you may have ruined steak for me.
Ohh...oh that's just... you may have ruined steak for me.
Because I'm one hell of a butler.
Telling me it's your birthday is a sure fire way to make me not want to buy you presents.Originally Posted by Locky
Telling me it's Steak and BJ way is a sure fire way to make me not want to perform at all
I don't want a present off you anyway! :triplecolbert:Telling me it's your birthday is a sure fire way to make me not want to buy you presents.Telling me it's Steak and BJ way is a sure fire way to make me not want to perform at all
One bj per year sounds sad. :/Typical woman, it's all about you you you (usually). All we men ask for is one bj a year, a week of them once a month 12 months a year, and whenever you don't feel like putting out. It's not like we're asking for a bj every day.
Should I start asking for one a day, then? I've no idea the standard protocol for these sorts of scenarios.
As long as ice cream is involved. I've always wanted to eat ice cream and have oral sex. It's a goal of mine.
It's not like guys like Valentine's Day either.Telling me it's Steak and BJ way is a sure fire way to make me not want to perform at all
I stopped observing this holiday when Hallmark took it and commercialized the hell out of it.
I used to, when I was very thin. Now I'm too pudgy to be able to.
I was so in the spirit of this day that I hired Gordon Ramsay and a hooker. There was an... unfortunate... mix up.
the hooker tried to blow you?
Worse, I told her I wanted it medium rare and it came back medium well.
the NERVE of some people. i hope you took care of that situation appropriately
Sounds like more of a psychotic Steak and BJ day.
That should be punishable by jail time.
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