Ya'll can all quit now, because I win.
Paging cashmoney, you are no longer the dyrtyest dude on the block...
Look no further, trashest MF right here. I took home a lovely gal last night with the apparent hourly street name of Brianna. Get back to my place an Brianna and I are going at it. In the course of the evenings activities, her leg ends up over my shoulder. She tells me, "Ow, I cant move my leg that way. Last week I was shot in the leg."
I'm all, "what?"
Shes like, yeah, look there. Last week, I got shot in the leg. The infections all heeled up, but it was a homeless guy named Marco that shot me so I cant move my leg that way.
I'm all, "huh?"
It was then that I realized I was going to die of every disease known to man because I loved on a woman that was uncleen.
Bitch had a bullet hole in her leg. Not only did I see it, but my wanger accidently rubbed across it. Eww.
Who has sex with someone who has been SHOT. Do ya'll have ANY IDEA what my momma would be saying right about now? After the social stigma died down, I'd be beaten within an inch of my life. and left to live... just as as an example to those around me.
Last edited by lifesaver; 03-18-2005 at 10:16 AM.
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