There's an old Italian saying: you fuck up once, you lose two teeth.
What did the leper say to the prostitute?
Keep the tip.
Hahaha a top notch client told me that the other day and all I could think about is some prozzie left on the bed holding a mushroom cap in her hand and I truly lost it and had to take a break from finishing his piece so that it wasn't some crazed looking monstrosity. ~SOME DELICATE FLOWER~ here at the shop didn't find entertaining, but since you lot are a bunch of filth merchants (Looking at you, Valentine) so I thought I'd share the wealth here.
I've been trying to fit in as many appointments as I can during the summer between eying up my bikini'ed Bikinus and house hunting so that when the babies come I can take a bit of time off to spend with them. I reckon both those babies aren't going to be able to sit in the same diaper all day while I'm at work and their mum refuses to go within 3 feet of poop (I've tried). Rab agreed to take Rojn for a bit as well, which we discussed over a bit of fine brandy and caviar the other night (Rojn and me, not Rab) and he seems to be okay with the concept since her will have both human and canine attention on him at all times round his while we settle in.
And on a final sad note, Tony Soprano (my favourite tv mobster and, at best, second favourite American) died of a heart attack yesterday. Fuck great loss, and if you want to know a what it was like to grow up in the Auditore household, watch The Sopranos... cause we used to watch that shit together all the time since it's glorious. Though New Jersey does look like a bit of a shithole.
Keep the tip.
Hahaha a top notch client told me that the other day and all I could think about is some prozzie left on the bed holding a mushroom cap in her hand and I truly lost it and had to take a break from finishing his piece so that it wasn't some crazed looking monstrosity. ~SOME DELICATE FLOWER~ here at the shop didn't find entertaining, but since you lot are a bunch of filth merchants (Looking at you, Valentine) so I thought I'd share the wealth here.
I've been trying to fit in as many appointments as I can during the summer between eying up my bikini'ed Bikinus and house hunting so that when the babies come I can take a bit of time off to spend with them. I reckon both those babies aren't going to be able to sit in the same diaper all day while I'm at work and their mum refuses to go within 3 feet of poop (I've tried). Rab agreed to take Rojn for a bit as well, which we discussed over a bit of fine brandy and caviar the other night (Rojn and me, not Rab) and he seems to be okay with the concept since her will have both human and canine attention on him at all times round his while we settle in.
And on a final sad note, Tony Soprano (my favourite tv mobster and, at best, second favourite American) died of a heart attack yesterday. Fuck great loss, and if you want to know a what it was like to grow up in the Auditore household, watch The Sopranos... cause we used to watch that shit together all the time since it's glorious. Though New Jersey does look like a bit of a shithole.