The guys behind me were shouting “the HOs need an O!”
I told them the O is the asshole and they could probably see it later for a small fee.
We felt kind of bad for E, since the girls must hate her and didn’t tell her that the top is supposed to be WHITE. She probably went home and cried.
Personally I was trying to figure out if they all had navel rings when they met, if that’s what brought them together, or if there was peer pressure from their leader.
Unfortunately whenever they bent over there were gut-fold distortions in the letters. This is why letter painting only works well with men with big huge beer bellies.
L was having some problems. Who knows what she’d been doing. I didn’t want to ask.
