Wait, no, I think he meant pussy, not pussy. As in cats, and how much money you can make finding cats. I'm hope that's what he meant! I've based my entire existence around these concepts. The carry kennels are in the mail, stopped at the border, ffs!
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You're probably right. I tend to go straight to filth. I overheard my boss saying he likes to suck the bones the other day so I thought "hey this might be an easy way to get a day off." You can imagine my embarrassment when I sauntered into his office without pants only to find him finishing off his order of bbq ribs.
...and why to they always have to get the police involved...
Well you know how it is, everyone's got to be a joyless Keren these days.