Google made us take down the picture of Scott Brown in Cosmo because "lewd." Thanks Google! Scott Brown, the man who was sexxay enough to win a Cosmo centerfold contest and the last part of Ted Kennedy's senate term, but not a full term anywhere, recently "made waves" when he and his wife Gail Huff played an
I don't think I am revealing too much when I say that I am a retired sex worker. Yeah I did it for money. Like a machine I did it.
I also don't think it is revealing too much when I say I did some sub-contracting in Scott Brown's Senate Office while he was working there.
But I do not think I will reveal any more detail than that. So no matter how much you beg I am not going to mention any positions, names, drugs or devices used in Scott Brown's office while I was on the clock.
Don't even ask because I am not going to tell you.
I'm putting a lock on my lips now and hiding the key! You'll never find the key because I am going to hide it.
LOL! That "key" is a play on the word "kilo". But I am not going to tell you any more about the fun time I was paid to spend with Scott and his wife and buddies.
Why don't you forget I mentioned anything. I was fooling. Just a joke. Having some fun.
Never got cruises myself either. Trapped in a container for days only to be let out on some tropical paradise for a half day before being rounded up and put back on said container for more days.... why would anyone ever do that? For fun?
The only time I've ever encountered in nature the shade of yellow that is the Donald's coiffure, I was peeing alongside an arroyo in the Arizona desert at dawn when the first rays of sunrise shone through the stream.
We were on the beach at a wonderful hotel on Harbor Island, Bahamas, when a giant cruise ship approached, which launched a Zodiac that landed near the hotel.
"Hi, can we rent 200 beach chairs?"
"No, this is a private hotel and we hate cruise ships. Get fucked and get lost"
We can rule out one place definitely.
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I don't think I am revealing too much when I say that I am a retired sex worker. Yeah I did it for money. Like a machine I did it.
I also don't think it is revealing too much when I say I did some sub-contracting in Scott Brown's Senate Office while he was working there.
But I do not think I will reveal any more detail than that. So no matter how much you beg I am not going to mention any positions, names, drugs or devices used in Scott Brown's office while I was on the clock.
Don't even ask because I am not going to tell you.
I'm putting a lock on my lips now and hiding the key! You'll never find the key because I am going to hide it.
LOL! That "key" is a play on the word "kilo". But I am not going to tell you any more about the fun time I was paid to spend with Scott and his wife and buddies.
Why don't you forget I mentioned anything. I was fooling. Just a joke. Having some fun.
OK?
OK, so that was sort of...um...disturbing.
Never got cruises myself either. Trapped in a container for days only to be let out on some tropical paradise for a half day before being rounded up and put back on said container for more days.... why would anyone ever do that? For fun?
Please, not the clap?
I hear the Russell building has a cooler grotto, too.
The only time I've ever encountered in nature the shade of yellow that is the Donald's coiffure, I was peeing alongside an arroyo in the Arizona desert at dawn when the first rays of sunrise shone through the stream.
BECAUSE CARS!
Here in my car, I feel safest of all. . .
What a delightful and charming description. And Ewwwww.
Yes, it would be.
One of those things you never forget...on a warm summer night in a rowboat on a lake in Michigan.
FRONT seat of a Ford Pinto.
"Oh you mean the fiery explosion wasn't coming from my genitals? Phew."
Dear, if you offered a sufficient amount of pampering, people would book a stay at Gitmo.
(Great, now all the talk of "pampering" has gotten David Vitter interested.)
Hey Scott,
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We were on the beach at a wonderful hotel on Harbor Island, Bahamas, when a giant cruise ship approached, which launched a Zodiac that landed near the hotel.
"Hi, can we rent 200 beach chairs?"
"No, this is a private hotel and we hate cruise ships. Get fucked and get lost"
Zodiac disappeared, as did the cruise ship.
Wow he seems awfully reserved and nervous about sex for a guy that was willing to display his "treasure trail" to the women of America.