Wow. There are quite a few things in this story that make me scratch my head. You're 30, why are you fucking around with 19 year-olds? If you are indeed packing your schwanz into a 19 year-old vajayjay, why are you tattooing it's name on your neck. Why does anyone, R.J. Bentley's waitress or otherwise, get their neck tatted?
Now that's how you get automobiles off the lot. I'm sure the Lynx would be like, "No, now the car buyer can go rob a bank!" or some shit. Whatever. We'll get out of this recession, or we'll just be heavily armed when shit completely hits the fan.