dude. hqporner “This coupon is no good, sir. “I know where this nice strip club is. I’ll buy you a lap dance or something and make you forget all about that Amaya bitch.”
“You know just how to cheer a brother up, don’t you?” I said, as I closed the binder that I was reading from and stood up from my study carrel. God damn it!”
Killer staggered forward, attempting to hug Camel. He drank freely and offered generous tips to the dancers, carelessly giving away the money that Killer had earlier paid him off with. There’s hot bitches in there—not the usual crack head hos.
