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| Chupa Chups: 0 Esteban hides them well...v.v. bad! | ||
| Esteban must go. My brother has been
eyeing Master Lex like the latest luscious Chupa flavor!
Plus, he does not know what it takes to work for one as
great as Master Lex. I strolled out by the pool, hoping
to sneak a peak for my Chupas in the bath house and was
horrified! Esteban was folding towels in his uniform, the
gold sequined G-string and matching cowboy hat from our
days at Rodeo Bob's...but without the matching knee high
boots! I scolded him severely. Does he think Master Lex
lives in a barn? Not even Fruity walks through the Manor
without his dirty shoes on! Esteban ignored me and turned
to arrange the baby oil and suntan lotion tray - it
always needs refilling after Fruity visits - and I
squealed with horror. Esteban had done it! He was the one
who had stolen my Buns of Steel video and replaced
it with the horroble thigh clenching Sommers thing! I ran
for my Chupa Chups, but had to settle for a Pez dispenser
I found in Master Lex's pocket. I realized I had to stop, or I would be forced to watch Sommers the thigh crusher again. *sigh* It brings back such bad memories of the days when Esteban and I had to crush grapes between our thighs that one summer as young men. The Chateau Fellate winery was popular employment in our village. Master Lex always says it wrong and I thought he knew many many worldly things. I keep telling him, it's Fell-lah-tee, but he never never remembers the proper name. Tonight he told me he wanted Fellate 2-0 and I scurried to the wine cellar, but had to disappoint Master Lex by reporting we didn't have any 1920 vintage. He just arched an eyebrow at me and went to call Fruity. I despaired over my Chupa Chups and resorted to sucking on an old Ty Nant bottle dipped in honey. Esteban, where have you hidden them?! |
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