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Try not to think about the fact he's putting his lips where I used to put my penis.

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Another in the list of, "It's always the little ones ..."

I "caught" a group chipstrip fucks(1) smoking in the club last night(2). Most of the little shits were smart and just put them out. I like those types. But there is always that one SPECIAL child in every group. That stunning individual who just goes the extra mile in everything he does. That golden child decided to try (a) showing how stupid/macho he was or (b)if he could intimidate me by putting the cigarette out on his tongue.

He looked a little deflated when, instead of the reaction he was looking for, I simply chuckled, shook my head and walked away uttering, "Come talk to me after you've taken a bullet to the skull. Then we'll compare who has the bigger pair little boy."

Other than that, it was a good night. A fair amount of people showed up. I got to give a hot little girl in a tiny vinyl skirt her 21st birthday spankings. And I beat the Dark Elf King on Final Fantasy: Dawn of Souls while doing the last stretch at the door.

(1) You know the type. The ones who really should stop wasting time and just jump out of the closet singing showtunes.
(2) For those who aren't residents or regular visitors of New York State, there's no smoking allowed in clubs, restaurant, etc etc etc.