THE SWEET ASS OF VICTORY

It's roughly 8:35 or thereabouts somewhere around there and Misty May's sweet ass (oh and Walsh is there too, kind of a surfboard but she ain't halfbad) just whooped the HELL out of those commie Cubans. It's moments like these when I like to sit back and reflect on where the world would be without that derriere. Hell. That's where we'd be. In case you were wondering, like I was.

In other news, this Mary Carillo dude is talkin' about Chinese trains and it's like, listen man, you could be talking about Misty May like a normal straight male and not some damn public transportation.

Anyway, I'm gonna go get my rocks off for a bit and wonder if Misty's showerin' yet. This is Dale, signin' off.

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