On occassion VICE gets newbies piling into John James' Golden Intern Corral from all over the globe and when their buddies return to the Isle of Capper & Creighton without them, they're left with nothing but flatlanders from kansas and drummers on couches to tequila their sorrows away. Like salt with lime?
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seriously? who hasn't.
besides, hasnt she also swung from the brown rope?
can i get an intern who can mail a dvd and not just give good hand jobs?
seriously.
give poor rachel a break. it is really difficult for us, females interns, to resist the impossible good looking/worldly/ivy league educated dudes that are part of the vice staff.
plus, i think duffy said giving good hand jobs WAS a requirement... i mean duh
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