Berbatov is…The Continental

Well hello there.

I see you've finally agreed to come to dinner with me. This pleases me. Granted, I have no idea what chemical imbalance prompted you to finally accept my invitation, but I am glad that my cousin Timitar has been pumping the scent of Berba musk which is very similar to sodium pentathol into your bedroom through the heating vents, as I suspect that might have had a tremendous amount to do with your change of heart.

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Dirty Tackle @ Nov 9, 2009 4:22 AM EST | Blog Profile