Showing posts with label Fake Steve. Show all posts
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Wednesday, July 16, 2008

How bout them fake apples?

Ah wis leafing throah sabirspace win ah came acroos this. Ah sais tae masel, "Ah lurve em!"



Green: Interns. These are kiddies here for the summer to leech off us and pad their CVs. Also, just FYI, a green badge is usually synonymous with "easy lay." As my friend Misha likes to say, there's nothing like some overwhelmed, wide-eyed Yale undergrad who's here in Mountain View for the summer, totally lost and innocent and tighter than a carpenter's clenched fist. And the blowjobs! Vot eta da! These girls from college give them out like free mints at the restaurant. First date? Kiss goodnight? Nah. How about a blowjob instead? Then a slurpy swallow, big smile, all proud of herself, a quick peck on the cheek and she leaps out of the car and runs into her shitty apartment complex. Heaven!




A kto eta? Eta Ruslana Korshunova! Buyla Russkoi modyelyu kotoraya umerla v New Yorkye.