Kathie Lee Gifford Elevator Slut
By : DickThePimp
Just chillin' in the elevator at 30 Rock. The operator dude isn't paying me any mind so I blaze up. Elevator stops. The doors open and in walks the one and only, Kathie Lee Gifford. Damn... I've had a thing for this bitch forever. She still looks good though... especially for 66. White tank top and bra, white Capri pants. White heels, and a fucking fur. Damn, bitch. It's 95 outside and the bitch is wearing a fucking fur. Straight pimp shit. I always knew she had it in her. Ha. Hair in a ponytail, designer shades. Hot as fuck and all pimped out... iced up fingers and a diamond necklace. I'm diggin' this pimp vibe the mature bitch is reppin' big time.
Kathie Lee shoots me a dirty look and waves the air in front of her. Fucking Debbie Downer. She doesn't ask me to put the blunt out though, so I'll give her a break. The old dude operator still isn't saying anything about me smoking either, so fuck it. (Big ass toke, and slow ass exhale... smoke ring and all)
I check her out. Can't see much in the fur, but she's got nice feet. I'm not a feet guy, but they still look good. She lifts her heels and grinds the balls of her feet into the floor a little, tapping them also, so that's somethin'. I wanna check out those world famous titties though. Up close and very personal.
"Hey baby. I'm James." I greet her to get her to turn around so maybe I can get a quick titty glimpse... bra or not.
"Hello... but, I'm not your baby. And please put that thing out." She doesn't even turn around. Cold shoulder city.
I take a real big toke and blow the smoke right towards her. She coughs and waves the air around her again. Kathie Lee looks over at the old dude and decides he's not gonna be any help. Dude looks like he's counting the minutes til his next nap.
"Could you please put that out? We're in an elevator. Besides... it's illegal to smoke in this building."
I don't let Debbie Downer kill my chill vibe I got going. (Still smoking)... I still wanna see those titties though. Bitch has no clue who's she's in the elevator with.
"I always heard you didn't wear a bra when you did that show with Regis. Is that true, baby?" Bigggggg smoke ring towards her... and a cocky smirk.
"What did you say?" Kathie Lee finally turns around with a disgusted scowl. Progress, finally. Nice titties for sure. I can see both of em in that tank top real good. Damn bra's gotta go though.
"I asked if you wore a bra on your show with Regis. You've got great cans, baby. But, I'm sure you hear that all the time." Nice slow toke and exhale... again, right at her. She doesn't bother waving the air. She just gets mad.
"How dare you ask me that! And... it's none of your fucking business anyway, you disrespectful pervert! NOW... OUT THAT DAMN BLUNT OUT!!! NOW!!!" Oh, how my sweet Kathie Lee has picked a fight with the wrong motherfucker. It's go time, bitches.
"Listen, bitch... I'll ask you any fucking thing I want too! And, get the fuck over your fucking self, ho! Your old and washed up... but you got great cans. Whip em out and we can get this fucking party started, grandma." HUGE TOKE AND SLOW EXHALE, SMOKE RING AND ALL... RIGHT AT THE BITCHY SLUT. Full pimp game on fleek.
Kathie Lee is fuming... I'm smirking. Still smoking, and still looking at her only slightly saggy tits in that rather loose, but still titty accentuating top.
"I always heard that old bastard used to prep you before every show. That's how you got the fucking job. Ha." She's ready to punch me.
"Andddddd... heard you used to blow every exec here to keep the fucking job. Fucking ho!" Big ass toke... big ass exhale... big ass smoke ring with tongue action... and bug ass pimp smirk. Swagg Pimpin 24/7, motherfucker.