Post by bigtimejerks on Sept 21, 2009 21:10:49 GMT -5
Scene-Yankee Stadium
The boys of the Big Time Jerks are sitting in the parking lot of the new Yankees Stadium just watching the filthy Yankee fans yell and drink beer. The newest addition of the BTJ's. Alyssa, steps out of the freshly customized 2010 Chevy HHR in white diamond pearl paint, cream colored interior, and vanilla headliner.
Adam-Man these are jerks.
Austin-Just like us dude.
Alyssa-Guys get your heads right and I don't mean deep in some skanks lips either. This is the real show, the Super Bowl for WCF. War is nothing more than a Friday night back home boys. Its two o'clock and the bars shuttin down and the hottest bitch in the place said she would sleep with whoever could kick everyone elses ass. Now do you two wont to be at the Waffle House or banging the shit out of that bitch.
Adam-Oh you know I'll be hittin that by night's end. I am just that smooth.
Austin-I hate to tell ya but that bitch is all mine son. She's been eyeing my sack all night long and bought me several drinks.
Adam-You may hit that ass but you'll be tasteing me while your kissing that kitty cat son, cause I've already banged your bitch in the bathroom twice. You know I make the cookie say got milk.
Alyssa-Thats what I want to hear. Both of you better preform right or you'll both taste my seven inch heel straight up your ass.
Adam-Hey Austin may be into that kinky shit but I aint got it. I like my sex like I like my cars, smooth and sexy.
Austin-Oh you can hit on me anyday honey, I love me some kink in my cereal.
Adam-Enough of this shit let's hit a hot spot and do so damage.
To be continued some where in the Big Apple.
The boys of the Big Time Jerks are sitting in the parking lot of the new Yankees Stadium just watching the filthy Yankee fans yell and drink beer. The newest addition of the BTJ's. Alyssa, steps out of the freshly customized 2010 Chevy HHR in white diamond pearl paint, cream colored interior, and vanilla headliner.
Adam-Man these are jerks.
Austin-Just like us dude.
Alyssa-Guys get your heads right and I don't mean deep in some skanks lips either. This is the real show, the Super Bowl for WCF. War is nothing more than a Friday night back home boys. Its two o'clock and the bars shuttin down and the hottest bitch in the place said she would sleep with whoever could kick everyone elses ass. Now do you two wont to be at the Waffle House or banging the shit out of that bitch.
Adam-Oh you know I'll be hittin that by night's end. I am just that smooth.
Austin-I hate to tell ya but that bitch is all mine son. She's been eyeing my sack all night long and bought me several drinks.
Adam-You may hit that ass but you'll be tasteing me while your kissing that kitty cat son, cause I've already banged your bitch in the bathroom twice. You know I make the cookie say got milk.
Alyssa-Thats what I want to hear. Both of you better preform right or you'll both taste my seven inch heel straight up your ass.
Adam-Hey Austin may be into that kinky shit but I aint got it. I like my sex like I like my cars, smooth and sexy.
Austin-Oh you can hit on me anyday honey, I love me some kink in my cereal.
Adam-Enough of this shit let's hit a hot spot and do so damage.
To be continued some where in the Big Apple.
