Of course you are not Flagg, OUTSIDER. You almost seem human. BTW, Flagg once called me a cow. OK, so I don't have a skinny little ass like Lovely Latina.
Well hell's bells, let's have a kilt party! Seems like we'd have plenty of volunteers to get "pretty in pink (plaid little skirts)." Does anyone really think we'd have to twist Carl East's, 'uh, arm? Outside would be the best locale, on a very windy day.
And what would a kilt party be without a bottle of Glenmorangie, "Crafted by the 16 kilted men of Tain," the best selling Scotch Whiskey, at least in Scotland.
A few shots of that stuff and a little dancing by the dudes (What should we call the dance? The Irish Jig doesn't seem quite kosher.) and I predict something will be blowing besides the wind.
Maybe I could even get Flagg's cute little (bruised) ass in a kilt. He'd do anything if I promised to shut the fuck up.
Well hell's bells, let's have a kilt party! Seems like we'd have plenty of volunteers to get "pretty in pink (plaid little skirts)." Does anyone really think we'd have to twist Carl East's, 'uh, arm? Outside would be the best locale, on a very windy day.
And what would a kilt party be without a bottle of Glenmorangie, "Crafted by the 16 kilted men of Tain," the best selling Scotch Whiskey, at least in Scotland.
A few shots of that stuff and a little dancing by the dudes (What should we call the dance? The Irish Jig doesn't seem quite kosher.) and I predict something will be blowing besides the wind.
Maybe I could even get Flagg's cute little (bruised) ass in a kilt. He'd do anything if I promised to shut the fuck up.