Bitches. All kinds of bitches. Bitches in heat. Bitches that aren't in heat. Bitches that don't mind when I try to mount them without asking. Bitches. Bitches. Bitches...And I wouldn't mind meeting a few cool two-legged types as well, especially females. When it comes to the ladies, I am quite the ham. But if you slip me some McDonald's french fries when my dad isn't looking, whether your a guy or a broad, you're cool in my book.
Now rub my belly!!!