Rouge, dude... you are a parasailing hobo in Key West getting your anus pummeled by fat pasty white northern liberals so you can live off their tips and free bar pretzels. You stumbled into this butterface in a Denny's at 2am so now you figure you'll make your move and you've even got her mommy roped into helping you get a job... hell, your whole spiel here in this thread has been so desperate that I hated to pile on but you are practically begging for it.
Admit it, you're a two-bit grifter that figures your meal ticket has finally sailed in and you're looking to cash in because that's what penniless beach combing semi homeless rubes like you do. I guess it beats sleeping on newspapers and flashing your tanned *** at fishing boat tourists so hey, knock yourself out. I'm sure everyone that reads this thread realizes what a winner you are for trotting your entire life out in front of a message board just because you sold a line to your butterfaced little harlot that thinks it's a challenge to flip a nancy boy on her vacation before heading back to Tampa to show off her prize catch. Yeah, you done well, boy.
