HI, I’M GEORGE ZIMMER, FOUNDER AND CEO OF THE MEN’S WEARHOUSE. IT ALL STARTED WHEN YOUR MOTHER AND I WERE IN THE SAME YOGA CLASS DOWN AT THE YMCA. WHILE A PARTICULARLY PRECIPITOUS POSITION, MY SADISTICALLY SIZED SCROTAL SOFT BALLS SLID FROM THEIR SAFE STORAGE SPOT AND SLAPPED HER SENSELESS. THE MOMENTUM CAUSED MY MERCILESSLY MASSIVE MEAT MANATEE TO ABDICATE ITS ABODE. AFTER BASTING THE BUNCH OF BAFFLED BROADS WITH A GENEROUS GEYSER OF GRADE-A YIFF YOGURT, THE INSTRUCTOR WAS IMMEDIATELY AND IGNOMINIOUSLY INTERRED BY THE 120MPH Z-TRAIN, FURIOUSLY FLOODING HER FALLOPIAN TUBES WITH A BOUNTY OF BEARNAISE. YOUR MOTHER HOWLED LIKE A BLUES VOCALIST WITH PAIN AND PLEASURE AS SHE BOUNCED ATOP MY METER-LONG MAN MONUMENT, UNTIL SHE WAS INTERNALLY INFLATED BY AND INFLUX OF COCK-CREATED COOL WHIP. THE CHIRP ON HER RECENTLY RECEIVED NEXTEL HANDHELD INDICATED THAT IT WAS TIME FOR HER NEXT, AND FIRST JOB FOR ME. YOUR MOTHER NOW WORKS FOR MR. ZIMMER IN MARKETING....HERSELF.....ON THE CORNER....I GUARANTEE IT.