Wow, ---- ------- is the shittiest lay ever. Word of advice to everyone: never fuck a fat guy. Just never do it. The motion of the ocean most certainly does not make up for three inches of pinkiefinger. I should feel some chagrin at being ditched, but then... I was kinda hoping for that exact situation to occur. 'Cause, ew.
Also: "This is WAR, bitch. Me and my homeboys, a couple homegirls of mine, are gonna hunt you down, and whoever you're fuckin' staying with, and we're gonna fuck you up. You understand? You FUCKIN' understand me? This is no fuckin' joke, dude. I am NOT fuckin' joking. You're fuckin' DEAD MEAT, dude. You FUCK with me, you're FUCKED. And you KNOW that. And you've known that ever since you've been with me. Remember that. I am not talk. I will PROVE my fuckin' SHIT! You don't fuck with me, or you're fuckin' dead." - Love, Chad
He also said he traded in my bike that he'd "rescued" for an eightball, but I found it at his casa, intact. Looks like somebody has trouble with his follow-through, considering I'm all alive and shit...
Oh! And! Threesome! Good lord! Hoooooo boy. You ever have an opportunity to be handcuffed and sexually serviced by two horny young men, ladies, I say to you go for it. Morality vs. HOT SWEATY FACE-HUMPING, hands down, no fuckin' contest. Damn.
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