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Buritostand where all the road construction workers would sit on the bench showing plumbers helpers, overhanging bellies and love handles.

It was a popular hangout for chubby chasers and "bear" lovers, who would say "WOOF!" whenever a particularly hairy guy would bite into the street vendor-made burrito. This led to

kamikaze hairy sex where someone would use mustache wax and a small comb to make someone else's privates look like a "bar keep" from Toombstone and

all the while completely delusioned not to see that this wasn't a sexual fetish, this was just some ridiculous form of puerile play that demeaned the human body. Still, if Jerry

liked Tom enough to let him do all those horrible things to him, that was his business. Letting someone film it, however, was over the top. This last Idea made Jerry smirk a little

and even embarrased Tom. Just slide down the countertop at full speed, right into my mouth, I promise I will keep you safe in my mouth until the camera stops rolling. Jerry smiled

and slammed Tom in the head with a comically oversized mallet. Birds chirped, stars circled. "Cue the music aaaaaaaaaaand roll credits!" "Have a good weekend everyone!"