Classy Bitches Night

So, I may only have a job for a week, but I believe that if you give you will receive in kind.

So I decided to treat Andrew and I to a "Classy Bitches Night". That means Red Barron personal pizzas, sherry, and Perrier.

So as the night goes on, I'm going to report pictures and quotes.

Our supplies and yes, that's the scene where Baby gives the whore money for an abortion. Classy Bitches!

Andrew: "Woah! We need to let that breathe." Me: "It's sherry, I don't think it breathes."
Me: "It tastes like prunes."

Andrew: "We're going to need to do shots of this."

Me: "My boobs are really perky for how big they are. I mean, if they were any higher :: tries to lift them from the top:: they'd be like fake boobage."

Me: "If you want the hot sexy Red Baron to come and fuck you, you have to eat it with your hands! Now do you want to be a Classy Bitch or not?"