Sometimes there are people who come along in an era and completely dominate it in their area of expertise. In this regard we have our very own dominator. His name, Billinghams Tuttle IV. His title, Online Stock Broker. His game, the ladies.
The fat ones anyway.
He came back with a large grin on his face.
We stood or sat, according to our preference at the time, and watched as he returned. Some of us watched with our heads turned from him or hung into our chests, but we watched all the same.
"I've still got it boys. The fairer sex is but a hurdle for me to swiftly hop."
"You only pick up fat chicks."
"Chicks? What are you, twelve.? That is a woman." He pointed, but she was no longer there. "Besides all women have confidence. Weight makes no difference."
"What are you joking?"
"Hold it, I've got work to do-
Will he pick up that hippo- Oh, I'm sorry! Will he pick up that rotun chick? Find out when I don't post it next time on Billinghams Tuttle, Online Stock Broker/ Fat Ladies Man.