“My paisley pants turn you on, don’t they. It’s okay, you can admit it. You’re quite the second-rate Blair, by the way. I’ll probably get around to tappin’ it sooner or later. Now go fetch me a whiskey sour.”
“My paisley pants turn you on, don’t they. It’s okay, you can admit it. You’re quite the second-rate Blair, by the way. I’ll probably get around to tappin’ it sooner or later. Now go fetch me a whiskey sour.”
