CHUBBY
Stripcreator Regular
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| Mother, I want you to meet Billy. | |
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| My goodness, you're big as a house! Just like my late husband! | |
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| Late? What did he die of? | |
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| I'm afraid you'll think me a lush. | |
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| Oh, nonsense. You're a big man. You can hold your liquor. | |
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| Well, maybe too big. I'm getting a bit of a beer belly. | |
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| I think my daughter got a real cutie. I could just eat you up. | |
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| Maybe I will have that other beer. | |
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| Oh, is my big boy hungry? | |
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| Well, I'm gettin' kinda tipsy on an empty stomach. | |
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| We're just waiting on my brother. I think I just heard him pull up. | |
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| Good. I feel kinda-- funny. Say, what's for dinner anyway? | |
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| Butch, this is my boyfriend, Billy. | |
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| Waitaminnit. Y'all are-- cannibals? | |
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| That's right. Now if you'll excuse me..... | |
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| I don't know. When I was born, Mom ate the placenta and then I guess things just got out of hand. | |
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| Oh, hi, Jimmy. I was looking for Billy. Is he around? | |
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| No. Nobody's seen him for weeks. It's like he vanished. | |
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| (*Sigh.) For some reason, I just can't keep a man. | |
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| I don't understand why not. If I was your boyfriend, I'd never leave you. You'd have to kill me. | |
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| Say, are you free for dinner tonight? | |
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--- "We're fighting for this woman's honor, which is probably more than she ever did." Groucho Marx
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