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This rather tasty bit of talent is the franchise sales manageress of Russia's Expobank, an outfit that has just been taken over by Barclay's Bank for a whopping $745 million. Given that it only has assets of $100 million or so, someone is obviously a good salesman. Or maybe the Barclay's lads decided that buying the bank to get access to its undoubted talents was well worth it. (Just put your cursor over the delightful rump of Miss Evgenia Trusilova and then give her a well-deserved smack with your left mouse button to see the rest of the calender.)
Here's a thought that came to me as I gazed at the luscious Miss Trusilova and thought that she could trusi my lova any time she wants, why is it that banks, say, get such beddable birds working for them, and all the social work industry gets are the dogs?
If you doubt my words, then consider the average social workerette and ask yourself one simple question: would you shag it?
Come to think of it, is the fact that no element of the social work industry has ever come up with the idea of running a Miss Social Worker competition not indicative of the fact that if a social worker was the last woman on this earth, then that would be the end of the human race?
A mate of mine did have a social work squeeze many years ago. A tiny little tart who kept tripping over the string on her Tampax. If memory serves me right he once said that she was so fucking fat that when she sat on his face he couldn't hear his stereo.
He only went out with her because she had appeared in films. You may remember her from Alfred Hitchcock's Psycho - she was the one you saw at the end, sat in the fucking rocking chair.
Enough of this merry banter - would you dip your wick in a social worker's pit? That's the question.
If not, probably because the thought makes you want to vomit, then consider that we as socialists accept the notion that the middle class are unproductive parasites who only serve to consume resources and pollute the fucking air that the rest of us have to breath. However, if the females of this particular sector of the middle class are so God-awful that even their vibrators shrivel up, then what is the point of keeping them around, if they are not even fit to fuck?