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Ask me shit! About the author(s): MjH grew up in the suburbs of Encino, CA, born into a family of hilarious Jews. His mother, a witty New Yorker with a sharp tongue, set the bar pretty high in terms of what he looks for in a wife/Jewess.

Forever wearing glasses and on the hunt for Jewish cunt, our man wants you to know that he once schtupped a dame at DIVE! in Century City.

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Spencer: God, you are gorgeous.  I love you just the way you are.  I’m kinda like Billy Joel. Heidi: Anything for you, Spence. Do you like how my legs look as if they were blown off in Iran? Spencer: Amputees are so hot right now. Heidi: Duh. Spencer: What should we do for lunch? Im starving. Heidi: La Scala chopped? M Cafe de Chaya? Lemonade? Spencer: Those aren’t expensive/paparazzi infested enough.  What about The Ivy? Or how about BLT steak. Heidi: Ugh, fine. Spencer: I love you, baby. And those new DDs. Heidi: I love you, too.  Now can you help me get these gay blue socks off?

Spencer: God, you are gorgeous.  I love you just the way you are.  I’m kinda like Billy Joel.

Heidi: Anything for you, Spence. Do you like how my legs look as if they were blown off in Iran?

Spencer: Amputees are so hot right now.

Heidi: Duh.

Spencer: What should we do for lunch? Im starving.

Heidi: La Scala chopped? M Cafe de Chaya? Lemonade?

Spencer: Those aren’t expensive/paparazzi infested enough.  What about The Ivy? Or how about BLT steak.

Heidi: Ugh, fine.

Spencer: I love you, baby. And those new DDs.

Heidi: I love you, too.  Now can you help me get these gay blue socks off?


January 15
the hills
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