Jenna Haze! Christcakes, Crunk - you could have just wrapped your fist around her waist and carried her away, drunk or no. She weighs, what? Ninety pounds soaking wet? Loser. LOoooooooo-ZER.

I just pictured Big D climbing up the face of Empire State with Jenna in his oversized mitt, Monstar climbing up after screaming something about "slow down! you're getting pigeon shit in my mascara!"

Maybe it's just me, but that's funny.
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