The inside of the bank was nothing like that motherfucker Jones said it would be.
Posted Feb 5, 2014, 8:36 AM UTC
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The whole damn place had been a fraud, a sham, a plaster coat. In here, there was no gold. There was just the machine.
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But a machine which had a settle to score with Jones, all the same...
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The end.
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"An easy score" Jones said. How the fuck am I supposed to get rich robbing a sperm bank?
One of the hostages, a bright lad from harvard, came there to sell his sperm, told the robber that he could steal all that sperm and sell it at another sperm bank.
And so, after loading the college kid's Ford Pinto with vials of sperm, porno mags, and a chesty intern they set out for the Royal Gob Depository, located in fabulous Las Vegas
But on the way they encountered a problem as the rough terrain began to shake the genetic goodies...
The man spunk erupted from the bottles and began to take form in the back seat. Candy the chesty intern screamed when she saw