Even so, we'll bring you one photo from last night at Q's, in which a grinning, unshaven Cl.thier tries to surreptitiously capture women at the bar by pretending to take a photo of himself. He wasn't overly successful and later he was questioned by Q's "den mother" about the evening's photography, at which point he politely explained that he was simply documenting "local nightlife" for a blog called The Larryville Chronicles (luckily, he did not mention that said blog was also planning a contest to see which waitress had the "sweetest titties.").
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I don't believe the camera was in my hands when said den mother came over!
Woah, who is that shaggy mountain man? And where are the sweet titties?
True, Cl.thier, although her comments seemed directed at you more than anyone. You looked guiltiest, I guess!
Where ARE the sweet titties?
Dayum!
The Cloth has aged.
...yet, I have always felt his titties were sweet.
--Kip's exude an acidic substance that resembles sulfuric ass!
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