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Review percolation

“I see fit to not let my ass sit out here in the middle of the prairie."

“He’s straight.”
 
“I’m not prejudiced.”
 
“He’s pretty depressed.”
 
“Honey, I have a Ph.D. in depression."

Mike had been to the Luxor’s New Year’s Eve party last year. The waiters had all been mid-level pornographic movie stars. All of them had nubile, sylph-like bodies. All were barely a breath over the age of jail bait. Not a button or a bow much less a jockstrap covered their bronzed and over-buffed flesh as they served drinks, hors d’oeuvres, and dinner.

--If this is even marginally accurate, I am SO jealous.

“You expected the adventure of a life time to be perfect?”

The hunk at table seven motioned him closer. “If you’re wearing white briefs, I’ll buy them from you for twenty dollars.”

--Like where this is going already.