Lucky Lunchbox!

Who's fuckin hungry!? So I was playing Twister with some sluts at the Cabin last night, when my boombox suddenly ran out of batteries, and I was forced to just start snowplowing these broads right on the fuckin mat! Who am I kidding these days, folks? I use boxing gloves for fuckin condoms at the cocksuckin Cabin! The girls even nicknamed my prick - Everlast!!!!! In all honesty, I'm getting ready to settle down for a nice cold-cut platter filled with Genoa Salami, Mortadella, Cappocolla, Provolone, Proscuitto, Soppressata, and Mozzarella! Does that sound fuckin delicious or what!? The thought of indulging in this lunch is making my fuckin dick hard! I wouldn't care if these gals ripped ass on my food, either! Who doesn't like a little extra fuckin flavor!?! Who needs balsamic vinaigrette when you have gallons of twat-juice on hand, while Uncle PMAC provides the gorgonzola dressing!?! I got your fuckin aioli right here, bitch! I have arugula coming out of my fuckin ass for goodness sakes! My fuckin beanbag is filled with beefsteak tomatoes!! The Cabin isn't even a fuckin family restaurant anymore! The place has turned into a fuckin jiggle joint! The hot tub is on the fritz, and I'm ready to rock out with my cock out!!! Where's my fuckin food?!