11-22-2020, 07:07 PM
Jesus Christ, lol...
OK, new character idea. The Italian mob version of Dr. Ruth.
Dr. Rocco.
"Aaay, It's Dr. Rocco heeuh wit ya sex help questionnaires an' shit.
You write 'em in and I tell ya how da fuck to do it, capiche?
Now, let's see what you cocksuckas got fuh me tuhday...
Dear Dr. Rocco,
Alright, let's see. Horny, if your lady friend ain't gettin' "what she needs" you've come to da right place.
Women need to be made to feel special. It don't matta if it's ya mudda, ya sista or dat one fat aunt
that always brings the baked ziti to family functions. They ALL want to feel like Primo bitchiz.
So here's whatcha do... You put on a little light music, something girls like, Sinatra or whatever.
Then, you break out the wine. Not that shit you get at the gas station ya cheap fuck, something
with class, like a $20 bottle. You pour her a glass first, don't be a selfish prick Sal... *looks at the camera*
I know ya watchin' this too!! Aaay, my cousin Sal everybody!
OK, back to you, Horny, after the wine you tell her how nice she looks. Ya know, like you mean it.
Not like you're just after her steamed clam. 'Oh, your hair is pretty. Reminds me of my grandmother's
when they had her laid out up at the funeral home.'
By dis time, her motor's revvin' up!
You pour her another glass of vino and ya ready to slide ya hand up her thigh into home plate!!
Oooooooooooooh, there ya go fucko! Get that mitt!!
Would ya lookie dare, we're all outta time fuh tuhday.
Join me next time when we talk to Vincent DePruzio about his uh, little friend firing off before the holiday
if ya knows what I mean! Oooooooooh!!!"
Don't encourage him, he'll just keep doing it...
OK, new character idea. The Italian mob version of Dr. Ruth.
Dr. Rocco.
"Aaay, It's Dr. Rocco heeuh wit ya sex help questionnaires an' shit.
You write 'em in and I tell ya how da fuck to do it, capiche?
Now, let's see what you cocksuckas got fuh me tuhday...
Dear Dr. Rocco,
Quote:My girlfriend is not happy wit our sex life. She says I'm not loving enough and that I don't
take my time to get her warmed up. What can I do? Signed, Horny & Hopeless.
Alright, let's see. Horny, if your lady friend ain't gettin' "what she needs" you've come to da right place.
Women need to be made to feel special. It don't matta if it's ya mudda, ya sista or dat one fat aunt
that always brings the baked ziti to family functions. They ALL want to feel like Primo bitchiz.
So here's whatcha do... You put on a little light music, something girls like, Sinatra or whatever.
Then, you break out the wine. Not that shit you get at the gas station ya cheap fuck, something
with class, like a $20 bottle. You pour her a glass first, don't be a selfish prick Sal... *looks at the camera*
I know ya watchin' this too!! Aaay, my cousin Sal everybody!
OK, back to you, Horny, after the wine you tell her how nice she looks. Ya know, like you mean it.
Not like you're just after her steamed clam. 'Oh, your hair is pretty. Reminds me of my grandmother's
when they had her laid out up at the funeral home.'
By dis time, her motor's revvin' up!
You pour her another glass of vino and ya ready to slide ya hand up her thigh into home plate!!
Oooooooooooooh, there ya go fucko! Get that mitt!!
Would ya lookie dare, we're all outta time fuh tuhday.
Join me next time when we talk to Vincent DePruzio about his uh, little friend firing off before the holiday
if ya knows what I mean! Oooooooooh!!!"
Don't encourage him, he'll just keep doing it...
