You should've seen my last intern I had on all fours, he was fatter then your skanky ass.
No Bill, it's not big, in fact it's probably the smallest thing I've ever gotten on my knees for.
How many times do I have to tell you Bill, no one's gonna find out.
No Monica, you don't taste like tobacco now.
It's a lot of working running the country, everyone president should have an intern with soft thick lips, an incredibly wet mouth, and a taste for semen.
Do you think we can still smoke it?
I really don't like referring to it as Little Billy the Kid.
Monica, I'd love to break your damn legs clear off your body just so I could stand next to you all day long in your wheelchair.
Would it turn you on if I dressed up like Papa Smurf?
Bill for the last time, I will not let you ride me like a wild Arkansas pig.
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