Lucky Lunchbox!

What's for lunch, folks? I'd like to recommend a hot-open Holly Weber on a nice brioche roll, it goes down nice and easy every time! I gave Holly the code to the Cabin garage a little while ago, and she seems to have really taken a liking to my leafblower. Don't ask me why, but she's actually sitting on the hose right now! I can smell her sweaty snatch from here, and it's making my prick extend like that prick Pinocchio's nose when he fibs! Hey, Ms. Weber!?! How many licks does it take to get to the center of my dipstick!?! I'm the kind of guy who never gets locked out outside, because I have a universal prick!!!!! How else do you guys think I hotwire cars?! What the fuck do I know, though? My co-workers won't even enter my office because I've been pinching loaves in my garbage can all week, rather than using the water closet!!! If I didn't know any better, then I'd think I was stuck at a fuckin petting zoo! I have a pocket full of Her Pleasure Trojans, and I plan on using them all this weekend! Who needs a 30-case of beer, when you can walk around with an economy pack of rubbers?!?! Call me the fuckin Michelin Man, baby! I'm juiced up on a Prick Cabin Sports Friday!!! Quick! Someone grab me a Fruit-By-The-Foot so I can measure my dick!