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Friday, August 3, 2007

 

Fuck the salt (beautiful pole) duck chin

‘It was a night like any other – people inviting us out to a steakhouse. We get there, we are seated in a private room. All was well. Niceties aside, we prepare to order. I ask my wife what I should get. She says, “Go ahead and look at the menu – it’s in English.”

“Oh Really?”‘




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