Are you implying that the one of those two giant cold A&W rootbeers he's offering to someone else is perhaps spiked with a sedative of some sort, and that he who drinks it may wake up twelve hours later sexually violated and shackled to VB's headboard? And do you think Master V is triumphantly replaying his "A&W" conquest in his mind's eye in the second pic? Should I look for the book in the "True Crime" section of my local bookstore anytime soon?
I didn't imply that. However, I question what the stains on his t-shirt might be.
Well, well, look what Ron let out of the cage...
Thanks for your support during my incarceration. I have it on good authority it was your tearful pleas for my release that finally convinced Ron to give. I knew I could count on my Nubian brother!
How is depussy holding up in the can