Lucky Lunchbox!

Tuna Melt on pita bread, please, and make it snappy!!! Chop fuckin chop says the prick with the foot-long dick! Where's Katie Price when you need, her!?! Look at those fuckin funbags! Excuse me, Katie? Do those bags fly free, or just one of them? Allow me to pick up the tab for a nice little lunchtime handjob! Woah! Did I say handjob!?! I meant, how about you suck me off, and tell all your friends about it!?! What the fuck does this look like!?! A fuckin canine convention!? I don't know what else more I can do here today, folks. I'm still stirring over my golf outing this past Saturday, when the cart-cunt gave me some free vodka nips, and I puked all over the 16th hole tee-box! What a typical disgusting display!!! Oh what a pig I am! Put me in handcuffs, Katie, and let me eat a bag of Ruffles off your tits! Fill me up a glass of breastmilk, so I can dunk my Chips Ahoy when I'm ready for dessert!!! I'll show you fuckin Nabisco, bitch! The factory is in my fuckin pants!!! Quick! Someone grab me a bar of Irish Spring! I need to wash my mouth out with soap faster than you can say Lucky Fuckin Lunchbox!!!