No punchline required.

One of the 19-year-old idle rich kids who hangs out on the patio announced last night that:

”I am a sexual connoisseur.”

Thank you, that is all.

P.S. I bet you have to get a Bugs Bunny style smoking jacket for that role.

P.P.S. When queried as to the legitimacy of his declaration, he responded that “you have to see me in action to understand.”

6 thoughts on “No punchline required.

  1. He can’t be a connoisseur until he’s had a Beluga whale, and I think I’d remember him. Oh, wait…. that’s Beluga caviar.
    Nevermind.

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