"Sounds like! The rumble on them junks was killer! Shoooooot, an SS is like the sister of Hemi. . . They both bring the stuff bro!"
As I was totally naked in front of the guy I knew about half my life he was clicking away with the camera. As he finished his snapshot, he went back to his office to get the rest of the kit. He came back it and he closed the door behind him.
He told me to lie down on the table. He pulled out a small bag with a tag on it. He said he needed some pubes for analysis of DNA...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑