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This was maybe five years ago, but every time I think about it, I laugh...
You know how you have people that you know from school that are cool, but you dont kick it with regularly, or at all really? Yeah, well he was one of those kids. I went out with him and one of his boys, and on the way back, **** just got weird fast.
Were having regular bro conversation about girls n regular bull, and dude just kinda goes off on some extra carefree **** with the details.
So first, son starts telling us about some chick he had been trying to hit for the longest, and the details were just... Off, to me... Everything started off regular until he got to the part where he's describing him going to the girls house to one night to smash. He's hype that the girl invited him over and dude is all extra descriptive about the preperation, talkin about what kind of fragrance he's wearing after the shower and what he packed n ****... And so homey just breezes by this one item like it's nothing, on some "...I made sure I packed up the sex toys..." and that was the last thing I heard because I'm too busy talking to myself in my head at this point like "what the hell kinda... Who the hell packs... Sex toys to bring to a chicks crib that you're smashing for the first time? WUT?!"
So, FF to the part when he's about to smash, and he like "yeah, shorty just wasnt feelin me man... I mean, I dont even know what went wrong... I was smellin good, we had good conversation, I packed the sex toys and everyhing.. But she didn't want to get down"
No ****.
Then dude goes off on some other **** and tells us about this place downtown where you can go pick out a girl and she'll blow you, sex you or give you a hand job for some dough. At this point, I'm entertained by this dude stories, and I'm like "word?! Where's it at?" Homey got excited as hell to show us and turned around in route back home to show us this place. He starts telling about how sometimes when he's at home, he just gets bored and goes there, and he's going up to three times a week now. At this point, I figure dude is basically a sex addict... So when we get there, we pull up to this plaza looking building with no windows, open sign or anything and ring this door bell where some guy gets on the intercom like "hello gentlement, the ladies will be with you shortly" and this lady opens the door, welcomes us in and invites us to sit on this couch (casting couch, lol) to view the ladies.
There were like 6 or 7 BUSTED *** drug addict looking women that walked out of this door and stood there with saggin panties and malnourished bodies flaunting their best sedductive poses to get that crack money. I'm smirking and looking at ol boy like he cant be serious right now, while he's sittin over there like "wus up?! Yall like what you see? That one fine as hell, hu g? You want that!"
I stand up like "I'm good.." and walk towards the door and his friend follows suit, and I was surprised dude didnt catch that fire hand job he get every week and he followed us out the door and drove home.
I swear son was completely normal outside of this night tho. He had a girlfriend and they were a popular couple in school and everything, but dude prolly stayed on that internet porn fap steeze too much.
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You know how you have people that you know from school that are cool, but you dont kick it with regularly, or at all really? Yeah, well he was one of those kids. I went out with him and one of his boys, and on the way back, **** just got weird fast.
Were having regular bro conversation about girls n regular bull, and dude just kinda goes off on some extra carefree **** with the details.
So first, son starts telling us about some chick he had been trying to hit for the longest, and the details were just... Off, to me... Everything started off regular until he got to the part where he's describing him going to the girls house to one night to smash. He's hype that the girl invited him over and dude is all extra descriptive about the preperation, talkin about what kind of fragrance he's wearing after the shower and what he packed n ****... And so homey just breezes by this one item like it's nothing, on some "...I made sure I packed up the sex toys..." and that was the last thing I heard because I'm too busy talking to myself in my head at this point like "what the hell kinda... Who the hell packs... Sex toys to bring to a chicks crib that you're smashing for the first time? WUT?!"
So, FF to the part when he's about to smash, and he like "yeah, shorty just wasnt feelin me man... I mean, I dont even know what went wrong... I was smellin good, we had good conversation, I packed the sex toys and everyhing.. But she didn't want to get down"
No ****.
Then dude goes off on some other **** and tells us about this place downtown where you can go pick out a girl and she'll blow you, sex you or give you a hand job for some dough. At this point, I'm entertained by this dude stories, and I'm like "word?! Where's it at?" Homey got excited as hell to show us and turned around in route back home to show us this place. He starts telling about how sometimes when he's at home, he just gets bored and goes there, and he's going up to three times a week now. At this point, I figure dude is basically a sex addict... So when we get there, we pull up to this plaza looking building with no windows, open sign or anything and ring this door bell where some guy gets on the intercom like "hello gentlement, the ladies will be with you shortly" and this lady opens the door, welcomes us in and invites us to sit on this couch (casting couch, lol) to view the ladies.
There were like 6 or 7 BUSTED *** drug addict looking women that walked out of this door and stood there with saggin panties and malnourished bodies flaunting their best sedductive poses to get that crack money. I'm smirking and looking at ol boy like he cant be serious right now, while he's sittin over there like "wus up?! Yall like what you see? That one fine as hell, hu g? You want that!"
I stand up like "I'm good.." and walk towards the door and his friend follows suit, and I was surprised dude didnt catch that fire hand job he get every week and he followed us out the door and drove home.
I swear son was completely normal outside of this night tho. He had a girlfriend and they were a popular couple in school and everything, but dude prolly stayed on that internet porn fap steeze too much.
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