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.”

sensitive, we can’t speak of it so directly, the girls will blush when they see

was

one

at his brothers

and power made him think that he was the strongest guy in the

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

if it was

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

he didn’t

rough at

pale Jones and asked, “Master Wade, what

“Eight words, right? Better make

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

pale

said, “But, Master Wade, the shit-eating guy is Kian Webb, not

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