OMG MKK!
surely you jest!
with SEAJ's amazing Swedish physique, blond locks and chick-magnet charm, EVERY girl he meets, WG or civvie, gets all googly. i've seen some stagger, one actually FAINTED (fortunately that was in the furniture section of Ikea, so she fell into a nice soft cuddly Swedish sofa).
what's little-known about SEAJ is that he spent years studying in a special monastery in Bhutan specializing in erotic arts. he can reshape his penis to perfectly fit any dame's vaginal canal with a single thrust. he once told me he could make women cum just by looking at them and concentrating.
now i know he did the Bhutanese study and all that, but i called "bullshit" on that one. sure, he's a studmuffin (hell, if *I* was a gal, i'd do him!), but seriously, come on.
we were having lunch in the Landmark, that cafe that sort of sits on a ledge out in the lobby. the waitress seemed to have trouble remembering his order and kept losing buttons on her blouse every time she returned. he looked at me and said: "Oh yeah, Jack? you see that tai tai waiting by the fountain?"
i looked down and spotted her right away, youngish, cute. bags full of overpriced crap: Gucci Bogue horseshite, John Picklehead Galliano asswipe...that kinda stuff. "Just watch," said SEAJ, and furrowed his brow.
she started squirming. a couple of bags hit the ground, Fuckovski Crystal, SMASH! then she's down on the marble, writhing and yowling like a bitch in heart. she's juddering and going "OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!" security guards running. general panic.
SEAJ just gives me a knowing look.
do girls LIKE him?! dude. he has to carry pepper-spray.
JtB
[ Last edited by JackTheBat at 24-6-2011 23:10 ] | |
