Jan 04 2013
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DAMMMMMMMN, BABY. I LIKE WHAT YOU’RE WORKING WITH. I LIKE A LITTLE MEAT ON MY WOMEN, YOU KNOW? HONESTLY, YOU LOOK GOOD ENOUGH TO EAT, GIRL.
THANK YOU. I’VE SPENT MY WHOLE LIFE JUST WAITING FOR SOME FRIENDLY, RESPECTABLE GENTLEMAN LIKE YOU TO ELOQUENTLY VALIDATE MY EXISTENCE BASED SOLELY ON MY APPEARANCE. NOW IF YOU’LL EXCUSE ME, I’M LATE FOR WORK.
HEY NOW, DON’T BE LIKE THAT. I WASN’T JUST BLOWING SMOKE UP YOUR FINE ASS. I MEANT THAT LITERALLY.
I KNOW. IT’S A MEASURE OF THE PROFOUND MALAISE IN OUR SOCIETY WHEN YOU THINK YOU’RE FLATTERING ME WHILE MAKING ME FEEL DECIDEDLY UNSAFE IN BROAD DAYLIGHT.
WHY CAN’T YOU JUST TAKE A COMPLIMENT?
BECAUSE YOU CAN’T TAKE A HINT.
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