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An unexpected development....
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| So I'm only gone a minute and then I find you talking to some slutty teenager. | |
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| First, you were gone for 68 minutes. Second, you missed the fact that I talked to an assortment of cerebral waste before you saw me. Third, slutty is an unfair assessment. | |
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| I saw the way she was looking at you....twirling her hair....Are you trying to tell me you didn't find her attractive? | |
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| All I saw was a very young girl looking for career advice which I gave. | |
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| Right. Sure. I'll be waiting in the car. We need to talk. | |
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| Note to self: Insult a few people, stare at a few titties and you get an early release. Now for the hard part.... | |
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