Sunday, December 2, 2012

Things heard in my massage parlor. SCARY!

My bones are barely cool.  I wuv them.

OK, I demand absolute silence from now unless it is to say how much you plan to tip me.

Oh man, you are going to make me choke to death from the laughing, or tooting.  Man it stinks over here now.

Toot!  That toot meant no to your question.

Man your feet are gross.  Really dirty and they stink.  Good thing it is not my hands touching them....but a spoon.


That was a scary massage parlor.  I was pleased with the 10% discount for saying I worked with old people though.

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