Aria Spencer Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So I’m stumblin’, lookin’ fer a lass, right? Streets all twisty, dark—like that bit in the movie, “the favela’s a maze, man!” I see this gal, winkin’, smokin’—proper fit, yeah? I go, *mimes walking, trips, waves awkwardly* “Hullooo!” She laughs—bloody hell, I’m red as a lobster! Made me happy, that—silly ol’ me, charmin’ ‘em accidental-like. But then—BAM!—some bloke, her pimp prob’ly, storms up, all “Who’s this prat?!” *mimes dodging a punch, flails* Nearly shat meself!

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Both their fathers, they repeated, had offered to send them to see a prostitute when they turned “No big deal,” added one: “my father's dad.

Oh, and don't even get me started on the local diner on 7th Ave. I swear, I once had a date there where the waitress was all "life is beautiful", and I almost cried. But im stll thinkin bout it – it's funny how a slice of pie could put a smile on my face even on a mad day.

Spencer Carbery’s lines and pairings at practice ahead of the Capitals’ second-round series against the Hurricanes