Seems like your hippos have lost their appetite, mr. Bond

>seems like your hippos have lost their appetite, mr. Bond

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Formerly skinny

post vidya game ones

>Oh James, you didn't think those weave coupons would impress me, did you?

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>Excuse me Ms Bond, but the management has asked you to stop dancing on top of the tables

>headshot, mr. bond

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>it seems you have a reactor leak, Mr Bond.

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>No Mrs Bond that man in the blue suit isnt a Crip, He is the Manager.

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>Mrs Bond for the last time we don't cash you outside

>No Ms Bond, we don’t accept “them foodstamps” at this table

>Mrs Bond, we do not serve "Dat Purple Drank" at the gaming table.

>Mrs Bond I'm afraid Laverne and Soniqua will have to leave if you can't stop them shouting.

What's her name gonna be anyway? Jane? Jessica? Jaqueysha?

La'Bondisha

Seems tha- .. Ms. Bond you don't need to smuggle hennessy, we have a fully stocked wet bar and drinks are on the house.

> Well, well Mr. Bond it seems you've gotten caught up in the CROSSFIRE™.

>Mrs Bond, please refrain from twerking on the gaming table

these threads started out great but please stop trying now

> I'm afraid I'm not familiar with Tonk.

kek