So Mr Wilmington can you give me any pointers on how I might be able to convince Mrs. Wilmington to grant this little crab his lifelong dream... of pounding my crabmeat relentlessly into her crevasse?
Well you could try writing her a poem. Maybe sign her up for a free trial of AOL 3.0 with Netscape.
But Chester the vampire just rapes away at her any time he feels like it!
And are you a vampire named Chester?
No, I suppose not.
Then I guess life's not fair, and you have to work with what you're given. Hey wait, are we talking about the Mrs. Wilmington that's my wife? Not my mother??? FUCK!!! Ah well, too late to stop it now.
