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One day, Matt Stairs was in the zone. He had just hit 50 homers in a game and now was looking to celebrate.
A hooker tried to put the moves on him that night. Matt knew the hooker didn't know any better, so he played along. Later that night, he took the hooker to the hotel and got started.
"You know," the hooker said midst of their relatively HEADEXPLODINGAWESOME sex. "This is pretty weak."
Matt Stairs wasn't offended. He wasn't even hard yet, but still, the bitch needed to be taught a lesson.
"I like it deep, mostly." The hooker continued. "I want to feel it all the way in my stomach."
"So, you like going deep?" Matt Stairs replied.
"Damn right."
"You like deep balls, huh?"
"Yeah."
"I can take you deep," Matt Stairs said. The hooker screamed.
Two years later, a man in Kanto, Japan, found a dead hooker, absolutely pulverized, as if she was hit by a baseball bat for a home run. He knew immediately what it meant.
Matt Stairs had taken this bitch deep.
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