How High?
Seriously Ronaldo, how high were you?

I thought I was scared reading about another Austrian Dungeon story, but after reading about your transvestite prostitute interlude I am even more baffled.
'When they all booked into a motel, Ronaldo discovered that the prostitutes were in fact men. '
Did they look that beautiful on whatever you were snorting?
Were you too high to realize, 'I'm one of the greatest footballers in the world - I can get hot girls for free.' ???
You were sooo high, you let a boy-girl hustle your ID?
'Albertino took the footballer's documents, police said Ronaldo alleged...'

I thought I was scared reading about another Austrian Dungeon story, but after reading about your transvestite prostitute interlude I am even more baffled.

'When they all booked into a motel, Ronaldo discovered that the prostitutes were in fact men. '
Did they look that beautiful on whatever you were snorting?
Were you too high to realize, 'I'm one of the greatest footballers in the world - I can get hot girls for free.' ???
You were sooo high, you let a boy-girl hustle your ID?
'Albertino took the footballer's documents, police said Ronaldo alleged...'
Now the BBC might have been very plain in their reporting about the incident, but my brothers in Bangkok know the truth about she-men.
How high Ronaldo? How high?
Maybe the pain meds you're taking for your knee and the coke just really made things crazy for you to try new stuff.
In light of this, you reinforce an elementary education of learning "Just say No" all over again.
Labels: Knee injury, Ronaldo, transvestites
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