Why I don't engage in dirty joke battles, part 1.
I'll set the scene It was July 1946. I was hanging out with all my other stripper friends. My stage name was the blue lotus rose thing. all sitting around the bar, drinking vodka shots enjoying each other's company when suddenly the door burst open and a figure appeared in the doorway, i gasped, it was! ... Hey fortniters! John wick needs your help to escape downtown , the only way he can do that is with your credit card number the three numbers on the back and the expiration month and year, hurry! it’s not long before he gets wrecked by EPIC gamers.
This is a series
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