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"Welcome back to Miami MISTER Wright. Do you have $147m in your account?"

>>15567309
Cheers mate. How about this one? Also one of mine, despite the filename - I made it when it was expected he'd be arrested trying to enter the country

>>14421076
The bollocking is private but we're expecting the lawyers to sing right after. The hauling off to gaol won't be today though

>Be me
>Immigration officer at a big west coast airport tomorrow
>Crowded and uncomfortable
>A middle-aged man with rhinophyma is standing in front of me, looking noticeably rushed
>As his passport fails to scan for the second time because I hid a post-it on the scanner I gesture for him to explain who he is
>A hush descends upon the arrivals hall
>He appears simultaneously furious and ashamed
>My smile widens, my erection becomes visible
>My body language grows bolder as I say to him, slowly
>"Your name?"
>The men in the the arrivals hall, even the young boys, all smile and lick their lips in anticipation of my conquest
>He shudders, disgusted by what is taking place, there is no way for him now to recover that dignity that he once cherished
>He begins to speak, his homosexual friends looking on solemnly, knowing the defeat and shame he will feel
>He croaks at first, voice breaking like a teen
>He tries again, "Craig Steven Wright"
>I smile wider, my erection almost bursting through my trousers, lifting the desk in front of me, and him unable to take his eyes of my widening girth, I say
>"Who?"

>Be me
>Immigration officer at a big west coast airport on 18th June
>Crowded and uncomfortable
>A middle-aged man with rhinophyma is standing in front of me, looking noticeably rushed
>As his passport fails to scan for the second time because I hid a post-it on the scanner I gesture for him to explain who he is
>A hush descends upon the arrivals hall
>He appears simultaneously furious and ashamed
>My smile widens, my erection becomes visible
>My body language grows bolder as I say to him, slowly
>"Your name?"
>The men in the the arrivals hall, even the young boys, all smile and lick their lips in anticipation of my conquest
>He shudders, disgusted by what is taking place, there is no way for him now to recover that dignity that he once cherished
>He begins to speak, his homosexual friends looking on solemnly, knowing the defeat and shame he will feel
>He croaks at first, voice breaking like a teen
>He tries again, "Craig Steven Wright"
>I smile wider, my erection almost bursting through my trousers, lifting the desk in front of me, and him unable to take his eyes of my widening girth, I say
>"Who?"

>Be me
>Immigration officer at a big west coast airport on 18th June
>Crowded and uncomfortable
>A middle-aged man with rhinophyma is standing in front of me, looking noticeably rushed
>As his passport fails to scan for the second time because I hid a post-it on the scanner I gesture for him to explain who he is
>A hush descends upon the arrivals hall
>He appears simultaneously furious and ashamed
>My smile widens, my erection becomes visible
>My body language grows bolder as I say to him, slowly
>"Your name?"
>The men in the the arrivals hall, even the young boys, all smile and lick their lips in anticipation of my conquest
>He shudders, disgusted by what is taking place, there is no way for him now to recover that dignity that he once cherished
>He begins to speak, his homosexual friends looking on solemnly, knowing the defeat and shame he will feel
>He croaks at first, voice breaking like a teen
>He tries again, "Craig Steven Wright"
>I smile wider, my erection almost bursting through my trousers, lifting the desk in front of me, and him unable to take his eyes of my widening girth, I say
>"Who?"