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I Can’t Fuck Anymore!!!!!!

disclaimer: not me.

you haven’t been out in a while.
fuck it!
you put on your best outfit and head out to a lounge.
it’s pretty gay friendly.
you sit at the bar and scope the scene.
you see him.
he sees you.
after some smooth eye fuckin,
you invite him over to talk.
you decided after a good hour,
that you are ready for some fuckin.
we are men, right?
this is what we are suppose to do.
they say.
you go back to his spot and ya’ll both rock each others worlds.
after the clean up,
you say “bye”.
couple months later,
you are just sick for no reason.
you find out you have meningitis.
what do you do?…

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Smelly Dick, Smelly Dick, What Are They Feeding You?

cleanliness is the next thing to godliness.
amen.
we are foxes/wolves/and hybrids.
let’s be real.
when we don’t wash or clean,
we stink.
and BOY,
can we stink.
some boys don’t know how to clean themselves.
some don’t like to clean themselves.
they just run free in all their funk.
a friend of mine learned the hard way about that “stink“.
that p funk.
that pepe le pew swagg.

he couldn’t wait to tell me about it.
thank god i wasn’t eating.
we’ll do a quick speed through of what went down…

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Maybe The Bad Guys In the Disney Movies Were Onto Something?

were they just misunderstood?
was cruella de vil just a woman with expensive taste?
was ursula just trying to play match maker for ariel and eric?
what about captain hook?
was he just minding his business when a bunch of flying brats took over his boat?

well shit,
i know one thing?
i learned today!
how much is it this time?
hell i lost count.
same story.
i became cool with someone,
was there for them on their lowest…
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I Just Wanted To Do Hoodrat Shit With My Friends (10)

wha part of atlanta dis is right here?
so a hood mother and her friends decided to harass a security guard.
he had what they were looking for…

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If Ya Wanna Be My Lover, Ya Gotta Fuck Each Of My Friends…

YEAH RIGHT!

an f-bi sent this article to me last night.
i had to rewrite it.
baller alert,
one of my favs,
had an article titled:

5 Types of “Friends” to Leave at Home When Trying to Land a Baller

… and i knew it would hit close to home in the foxhole.
i decided to rewrite it for all the foxes/wolves/and hybrids who are trying to be on the prowl.
meet ballers or even just a good guy.
“show me your friends and i’ll show you who you are”….
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