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Sunday, April 1, 2012

Since retirement, I’ve made a ton of money as a male stripper.



Once I pop out of the cake at a bachelorette party, women pay me to keep my clothes on.

Take a good look, young ladies!  This is what your dreamboat will look like after a few years of beers and watching college basketball.


3 comments:

Glenn B said...

What a great idea, I love it, I can strip (or put my clothes back on) for money. I'll have to find a good venie in which to try it, one where I will not be arrested for the tryout.

All the best,
GB

Arthur B. Burnett said...

Greetings from Texas,
U is a crule man Zack. Funny, but crule.

Jaime said...

You are having way to much fun with your computer!!!