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Oh lord, I mean, she ain't no duck! What the heck? You can't just throw like, you can't be bread crumbing me to come all the way to the freaking bedroom. If you want some, just ask! You don't gotta make a trail, but just give me some chocolates and I'll give you some love.

Well, I'll roll you in flour and try and find your wet spot.

What's the point in goading a nasty, fat, hair-headed, hooligan, triple-H, dragon, criminal type into your bedroom? What a waste of effort. Followed by another one. Looks like there's two hair-headed hooligans, triple-H dragons, wearing the uniform of the ladies of the night for sale. This is a no-sale.