You're Good At Sex, Doesn't Mean You Should Be A Porn Star
Aug 17, 2016 14:44:13 GMT
Blaise Fader, Γαία Γαλανός/Davey-Boy O'Brien, and 1 more like this
Post by bookerman on Aug 17, 2016 14:44:13 GMT
"There's no way."
"Why not?"
"Why?"
"Because you're good at it?"
"Yeah. You're good at sex, doesn't mean you should be a porn star."
"We ain't talkin' about me. We're talkin' about you."
"Look. I might be "good" or whatever at wrestling, but I'm not doing it. Look at what it did to us. We made ourselves look like complete idiots, and we didn't have anything to show for it."
"Speak for yourself. We made more in a year than we ever did in our lives."
"Maybe. But we weren't as good as told people we were."
"That's what wrestlers do. They talk like they're all the best. They have to."
"I'm tired of pretending to be somebody I'm not, though. I can't even twerk right, why the hell was I doing it every night?"
"Don't say that, girl! Of course you could twerk."
"I looked like a squirrel twitching on the highway after it got hit by a car."
"Look. Just give it some thought, okay? They called you, you didn't call them, They must want you to come work for them."
"I'm trying to be a football player now..."
"Soulbird died without ever playing a down. You know where the job security is...come home, Molly. Just come home."
"....fine. Tell them I'll do it. But no twerking. Got it?"
"Why not?"
"Why?"
"Because you're good at it?"
"Yeah. You're good at sex, doesn't mean you should be a porn star."
"We ain't talkin' about me. We're talkin' about you."
"Look. I might be "good" or whatever at wrestling, but I'm not doing it. Look at what it did to us. We made ourselves look like complete idiots, and we didn't have anything to show for it."
"Speak for yourself. We made more in a year than we ever did in our lives."
"Maybe. But we weren't as good as told people we were."
"That's what wrestlers do. They talk like they're all the best. They have to."
"I'm tired of pretending to be somebody I'm not, though. I can't even twerk right, why the hell was I doing it every night?"
"Don't say that, girl! Of course you could twerk."
"I looked like a squirrel twitching on the highway after it got hit by a car."
"Look. Just give it some thought, okay? They called you, you didn't call them, They must want you to come work for them."
"I'm trying to be a football player now..."
"Soulbird died without ever playing a down. You know where the job security is...come home, Molly. Just come home."
"....fine. Tell them I'll do it. But no twerking. Got it?"
