A stockbroker, down on her luck, Heard at BTI deals could be struck Mr. Fink said “that&am
A stockbroker, down on her luck, Heard at BTI deals could be struck Mr. Fink said “that’s right!” “Just stare at this light!” As she passed out she whispered “oh fuck…” She woke up in Doc Corbin’s chair With a probe up in her derrière As it started to buzz She forgot who she was And pretty soon she didn’t care. Then into a tank made of glass Went the former stock-trading lass They grew her hair out And they made her less stout While they amplified her tits and ass. So everything worked out just sweet, Though she never returned to Wall Street; Her BimboTech session Made an older profession One for which she was made to compete! ************************ Just passed 300 followers! Thanks for all of your support. I hope I can continue to amuse you ;-) -- source link
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