I loathe Solicitors with a passion. There's nothing more disruptive to my personal space than a door to door salesman. Some twerp came a knocking trying to sell me a piece of pussy. He obviously didn't know who the fuck I was but I was sure to take it because it would have been rude otherwise, and take it I sure did. Rough sex was an understatement. I made this solicitor pay for peddling his pussy upon my doorstep. You should have heard the voice on this broad. I'm Karl Mutha Fucking Karl ToughLove, I ain't paying for no god damn piece of pussy
