A discussion of phlebotomy somehow degenerated into examining Rowdy’s superficial dorsal vein (“yeah, I could get blood from that, but he probably wouldn’t like it”), which degenerated into a more general inspection and contemplation of the male anatomy, which of course degenerated into a double blowjob. As discussions of phlebotomy so often do.
P.S. Degenerated? I understand the impulse behind the word choice, but I’m still fighting the urge to channel Andre The Giant and go “I do not think it means…”
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