I mean, look at yourself! You haven’t seen your old rotten rag, which you still lovingly call your dick, for years because of your paunch. Your jokes, with which you desperately try to land pretty young women, only trigger acute nausea. The de*d grey hairs covering every centimetre of your pathetic existence is what I call the process of decay. So what,… tell me, WHAT can YOU offer me, please?!

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