>>4879096 PB
Stripper CopyPasta
As requested - hope its keks on short notice
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little john? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Hoochy Mama Class, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret VIP parties at the Gold Club, and I have over 300 confirmed warts on my vagina. I am trained in g-string currency storage and I’m the top lap dancer in the metro Atlanta area. You are nothing to me but just another c-note towards my college fund. I will steal your money by waving this coochy in your face with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with coming to see me after work and talking shit without getting up off the cash? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of pimps across the metro area and your wife is being notified right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, john. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can give you herpes in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my nasty cold sore ridden lips. Not only am I extensively trained in Kama Sutra, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Starship sex toy catalog and I will use it to its full extent to tease your ass with strap on dicks, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little meeting for “drinks with the guys” was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have given me more cash. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, john.