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The last thing he remembered was that bar. Two of the girls had been real knockouts, but their friend was a totally different story. After a couple pitchers of beer, she had admitted to being slightly over 6'1". Looking back, he knew that even being taller than he was hadn't saved the poor woman from obesity. She had to have been about 310 soaking wet with bricks in her pockets. "She would have been much hotter," he thought, "if she had a mouth full of teeth." But sadly, this chick was nothing but gums. One of the few memories from the drunken haze hit him as he was trying to jam himself in to his pants. It was the whale of a woman with the waggling gums laughing and trying to smile cutely after a drunken pick-up line had left his mouth. "Let's play the game Wall Street. I'll be the broker and you be KMart stock, and you can go down on me." He paused for a moment. "I must have been joking, no way would I have tried to get with that... thing." As he akwardly walked down the stairs, one hand balacing his ridiculous johnson, he heard a voive come up the stairs.
"Hey baby, how do you feel today? You had a lot to drink at that bar. Would you like thomething to eat? Yethterday wath your birthday, you should get eggth and bacon thith morning. Ethpecially after latht night."
*Sluuuuuuurp*
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