WOMEN ARE EVIL BY NATURE >> >> >> >>A sexy woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestured >>alluringly to the bartender who approached her immediately. She >>seductively >>signaled that he should bring his face closer to hers. As he did, she >>gently caressed his full beard. >> >>"Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face with both >>hands. >> >> >>"Actually, no," he replied. >> >>"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said, running her >>hands beyond his beard and into his hair. >> >>"I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender. "Is there anything I can >>do?" >> >>"Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running her >>forefinger across the bartender's lips and slyly popping a couple of her >>fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently. >> >>"What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say. >> >>"Tell him," she whispered, "there's no toilet paper, hand soap, or paper >>towels in the ladies room!"
DJ Miggs said
22:51 01/29 2008
ha ha LMAO
Sean Mobay said
22:52 01/29 2008
OHHH SHIT.....................LFMAO
jamaican5star said
22:53 01/29 2008
DEAD WID LAUGH!!! ... Laaaawd, di man a lick off Har Dutty finger wah she use Wipe har B A T T Y!!! ... She disgusting BAD!
dappa75 said
22:54 01/29 2008
f**ka yu ............lol
Crazypickney said
13:24 01/30 2008
laawwddd
jluv said
14:36 01/30 2008
nasty.....dat bartender get a raw deal...lol
riddimqueen said
14:37 01/30 2008
yuk
Garrick said
14:45 01/30 2008
Nasty rahtid woman
Garrick said
14:46 01/30 2008
This remind me of the nasty girl in the movie Superbad.
GangstaGentleman said
20:11 01/30 2008
disgusting!!!! dat deh man deh a eediat still him get what him deserve. a mek woman put finga inna yuh mout. friggin fool!!!!
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>>A sexy woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestured
>>alluringly to the bartender who approached her immediately. She
>>seductively
>>signaled that he should bring his face closer to hers. As he did, she
>>gently caressed his full beard.
>>
>>"Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face with both
>>hands.
>>
>>
>>"Actually, no," he replied.
>>
>>"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said, running her
>>hands beyond his beard and into his hair.
>>
>>"I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender. "Is there anything I can
>>do?"
>>
>>"Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running her
>>forefinger across the bartender's lips and slyly popping a couple of her
>>fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.
>>
>>"What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say.
>>
>>"Tell him," she whispered, "there's no toilet paper, hand soap, or paper
>>towels in the ladies room!"