Originally posted by Delicious1
*stands up and flips you off* Now if you don't mind Roxanne needs to get me dressed. NO PEAKING!!!!! *walks off*
*cocks an eyebrow* yeah how about you keep that attitude out of the headquarters? Jimmy: Damn, that girl really has a problem wit you. Shut up amateur, maybe if you start pulling in more then a quarter of a mil a night, you'd get more respect. Brenda:Yeah, tell his ass Mr. Jp! *stands up and walks off to the "green Room"*
Originally posted by shellie
*continues to look hot and smiles* anyone interested in a P.I.M.P. name....look here....
Big pimpin?
Greg😮ther then the fist I'm bout to serve.....*Greg reaches under the bar and pulls out a bottle of vodka, opens it, and pours Silver a shot, and passes it to her*
*Walks out of the "green room" with Tommy and Dave who is quivering*
Dave man, you can't handle weed for shit, amateurs porn stars handle more then he can handle in weed stuff man! Tommy:LMAO! Yeah!
*Greg snatches it from Silver* Greg:Ain't that fast, thanks sweet cheeks.
*Greg goes back to cleaning mugs*
*Walks to the living room, with a ridiculously large entertainment center and jumps on one of the 7 seated couches and relaxes*
When you got work Tommy?
Tommy:7-10 tonight. You?
11-3 am, dead hours.
Tommy:LOL sucks.
Dave:I'm off.
NOBODY cares, your off cuz you suck, your hoes don't even respect you, hell nobody else.
Dave:You guys are dicks.
Yeah and?
LMAO! See, you just made Silver almost piss her damn self. She hates you, more then she hates me, and we couldn't have anymore of a love/hate relationship.
Dave: She's stupid, she can go get....dead.
Tommy😮h yeah, that was a great comeback buddy.
I'd love to see her whip your nerdy ass right now Dave, so I suggest you shut your mouth.
*a girl comes out from behind a curtain in a light blue skimpy tube top, and light blue thigh high skirt and light blue stellito (sp maybe) boots* Donna:Umm...guys...is this me...or what?
Ehh...I dunno, I think it's more Rhonda's.
Tommy:Yeah, he right.
*Her twin Rhonda comes out in the same outfit*
Rhonda:I told ya, see, you can only get a P.I.M.P. to tell you what looks good.
Donna:Guess your right, hehe.