Intermission

I love movies. I love hot chicks. I love taking hot chicks to movies. I knew I, Karl, didn’t stand a chance with this babe, so I assumed the identity of some nerdy guy named “Charles.” Once she said yes, it was on. We had the theater to ourselves, and I got to choose the show. Nothing like a little ToughloveX to get a girl in the mood for some movie theater weiner! Heh. Now I know why the floors are always sticky in these joints.