“I’m guessing, a rough day on the Street. Am I right, sweet cheeks?”
“You damn well better use the side window, baby cakes.”
“Looks like someone’s little poker game got a little crazy.”
“I ordered a stripper, not an accountant. Get the fuck out of here.”
“Hmmmm. Someone else who’s decided that he can eat dry dog food after all.”
“Looks like you’ve got a story to tell, friend. Hope you don’t mind sitting on that briefcase.”
“I told you to stop working those damn bachelorette parties. At least they could have let you keep your g-string. You better have a whole shitload of cash crammed up that cute little ass.”
“Shit! I knew I should have locked that damn trunk.”
“Damn it! So that ‘no sense of direction’ bullshit was just an act!”
“Looks like someone has a shitload of bare ass and a briefcase full of bad news blues.”
