After Jones kept quiet, Don Albert dragged the third guy who had volunteered and asked, “Master Wade, what about this one?”

“Sean Webb is a butt bandit.”

Don Albert nodded. He relaxed his hand and started carving the six words on the man’s face.

Then, it was the fourth guy’s turn.

“Master Wade, this time, it’s seven words.”

“Hmm… ‘Donald Webb is pathetically weak in bed.’”

Don Albert couldn’t help but chuckle and said, “Master Wade, why can’t we be more direct? Just say he is impotent or has erectile dysfunction.”

speak of

was done with his

one left was

in fear at his brothers and their

unfathomable strength and power made him think that he was the strongest guy in the world and it slowly became his

at this moment, otherwise, Charlie might be serious about carving the poem

if it was the ‘roses are red’

his dignity would be ruined. The only wish he had right now was that Charlie didn’t come out with a vulgar idea

didn’t

to play it rough

pale Jones and asked, “Master Wade, what should I carve on this bastard’s

took a moment to ponder and said, “Eight words, right? Better make it casual and

his chin and said, “Okay, carve this, ‘My Awesome Shit is Exclusively For Sean

was as pale as snow upon hearing

Wade, the shit-eating guy is Kian Webb,

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