Rachel Ashley Tom Byron

Brad and Karen went to a Van Halen concert.

I didn't want to go and they didn't want to leave me alone.

Oh, I see.

So, Brad tells me you're a real tiger.

I don't know, maybe, maybe just a little tiger.

Oh, well don't tell me you're a pussy.

Of course not.

Well, that's a relief.

So, uh, what would you like to drink?

How about some Pernaut?

Oh, a stiff drink to keep it stiff, you know what I mean?

Yes, the milk's fine.

So, uh, I like it in the ass.

Excuse me?

Where do you prefer it?

I don't know, you know, it depends on...

I didn't think you studs got embarrassed so easily.

I didn't get embarrassed, you just caught me a little off guard, that's all.

Well, Brad told me that one night you spent the night with 15 women.

15?

Yeah, you must be some kind of stud.

Oh, what he meant to say was that I came 15 times.

Wow. Gosh, with each woman?

Now that's what I call a gentleman.

So, uh, what do you do?

About what?

For a living.

Are you serious?

Yeah, I was just wondering what...

No, I wasn't serious, I was just kidding.

Oh, good. I didn't want to get into one of those first date, you know, routine conversations.

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