Joey likes what he likes!

Now, perhaps I have not made myself clear. Allow me to demonstrate. Go to your fridge. Take out a pound of butter. Put your hand on the butter. THAT is what Chloe's left ass cheek feels like. Notice how one globe-shaped cheek ying-yangs with the other, united only by the all-seeing brown eye and thin, yet resilient taint. It's beautiful, really. Go ahead. Stare into the abyss. Just don't get lost in it, you supermodel-cravers. Keep passing up the Angus burgers hoping to put your knife into a bacon-wrapped filet mignon. You can't afford it. You don't have reservations...but DAMN! it smells so good walking by that fancy restaurant. Better not eat that hamburger....at least I'm not fat.....I should go buy a belt though. I mean, these pants are falling off of me because I haven't eaten much. Yep...gonna wait for that filet mignon...and a porterhouse. I can finish both cuz I'm so damn hungry.