We don't want to be here anymore than you do, but one of our buddy's douchey old timey friends who we don't know insisted we bring him here for his bachelor party, so if it's ok with you we're just gonna sit here and drink our $25 Bud Lights in piece.
Oh, and the constant lap dance sales pitch is really pretty depressing by the way. Are we in a titty bar, or did we accidentally wander into a production of Death of a Salesman? Willy fucking Loman with implants over here.
Oh, and the constant lap dance sales pitch is really pretty depressing by the way. Are we in a titty bar, or did we accidentally wander into a production of Death of a Salesman? Willy fucking Loman with implants over here.
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Nice photoshopping job tho
i can't believe leo would go to a place of this nature.
who is misery loves company
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