Board meeting, financials have to be finished by five, the wife's on the phone asking when I'll be home because the kids are sick and she's got nothing in the house for dinner. Well, dinner's going to be late, honey because I've got a stop to make first. A slight detour down the filthiest street in town, a buffet line of dirty tranny whores and then over to that hotel that's so rundown it doesn't even have a sign. Once I've got that filthy whore...
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