WARNING – 18+
“Hear the one about…..”
“Never mind the jokes, sweetie, just show us yer titties.”
“Hey guy what’s your name?”
“Who wants to know?” Shelley shielded her eyes from the spotlight to see the person who had addressed her and spotted a large man sitting at a center table. Oh god no, why couldn’t hecklers be gorgeous? Why were they always butt friggin’ ugly as well as obnoxious? So if she had to put up with this moron, she might as well have fun with him. Maybe the toad would get the message and back off.
“Never mind the jokes, sweetie, just show us yer titties.”
“Hey guy what’s your name?”
“Who wants to know?” Shelley shielded her eyes from the spotlight to see the person who had addressed her and spotted a large man sitting at a center table. Oh god no, why couldn’t hecklers be gorgeous? Why were they always butt friggin’ ugly as well as obnoxious? So if she had to put up with this moron, she might as well have fun with him. Maybe the toad would get the message and back off.
“Well pal, I just don’t open my shirt for just anyone. I like to be on a first name basis with my voyeurs if ya know what I mean?”
“If I tell ya will ya take it off?”
“I don’t know, by the looks of you, you seem to have a bigger rack than I do.”
“You Little Bitch!”
The guy was steaming as the audience watched her dismantle his ego one line at a time.
“Whoa boy, you better put on your big boy pants to use language like that, you wanna take your potty mouth and go to the washroom?”
Jeff was watching the impromptu exchange, and decided that Shelley could handle herself. Gord-o was a dog, but Shelley was having an easy time having him neutered. If Gord-o had gotten out of hand, Jeff would have had him thrown out on his ass.
“Very funny girlie—God gave you a sense of humor –‘cause you just can’t please the boys. Gord-o can teach you what you need to know.”
“Well, Gord-o, what you can teach me won’t take more than two minutes.”
“Au Contraire, sweetie, I could have you yelling Gord-Oh by morning.”
Gord-O was giving back what she gave him.
“No doubt, loser, it would take you that long to get it up!”
The audience was enjoying the impromptu exchange between Shelley and Gord. There was a lot of laughing and clapping. Gord-o was starting to look the fool. Something he hated, especially at the hands of a chick.
“You freakin’ cow! No one makes me look like an ass, and gets away with it!”
“Gordie, my dear, you don’t need my help to look like an ass. You’re doing a good enough job on your own.”
“If I tell ya will ya take it off?”
“I don’t know, by the looks of you, you seem to have a bigger rack than I do.”
“You Little Bitch!”
The guy was steaming as the audience watched her dismantle his ego one line at a time.
“Whoa boy, you better put on your big boy pants to use language like that, you wanna take your potty mouth and go to the washroom?”
Jeff was watching the impromptu exchange, and decided that Shelley could handle herself. Gord-o was a dog, but Shelley was having an easy time having him neutered. If Gord-o had gotten out of hand, Jeff would have had him thrown out on his ass.
“Very funny girlie—God gave you a sense of humor –‘cause you just can’t please the boys. Gord-o can teach you what you need to know.”
“Well, Gord-o, what you can teach me won’t take more than two minutes.”
“Au Contraire, sweetie, I could have you yelling Gord-Oh by morning.”
Gord-O was giving back what she gave him.
“No doubt, loser, it would take you that long to get it up!”
The audience was enjoying the impromptu exchange between Shelley and Gord. There was a lot of laughing and clapping. Gord-o was starting to look the fool. Something he hated, especially at the hands of a chick.
“You freakin’ cow! No one makes me look like an ass, and gets away with it!”
“Gordie, my dear, you don’t need my help to look like an ass. You’re doing a good enough job on your own.”
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