this is for the after valentine’s day crowd.
an f-bi just sent this to me and i had to post this comedy…
Is it me,
or am the the only one who thinks 95% of gay men are rude and messy as shit?
It makes no fucking sense to me the attitudes and the whole extra bullshit.
Now I will admit, I have thought to myself:
“If I looked like Beyonce, I would have the finest Wolves all on me!”
“If I was a Vixen, I would probably be the biggest ho ever!”
“These Wolves would be wrapped around my finger…”
I’d be “that bad bitch with the fly wardrobe and the coke bottle shape“.
Probably be sexy enough to do music videos with all the rappers and singers I’d like to fuck.
But, after chillin’ with a few Vixens this weekend,
I could never be a Vixen.
Nope, nope, and nope….
Check this out Foxes….
I met shawty on a chat site early this week. New type of flava. Caramel complected thick Daddy with a big dick and nice pecs.
We talking and things going good. I am thinking about meeting this dude. We exchange numbers and take it to text land. So I ask this nigga to send me a picture of his face because, thus far, I was starting to think I was talking to the Headless Horseman.
So he sends me a picture…
Foxes, WHY WAS IT this niggum I use to talk to last year?????? I forgot why we stopped talking but I know he was a forgettable Wolf. He took whole new pictures and a new screen name. Reinvented himself on a Fox. He is cooler this time around but the fact remains: U just my recycled trash.
Recycled Trash – someone u use to talk too back in the day. U could have smashed but the person is in ya past, point blank and simple. Usually, we like to keep them there!
So I hit that mofo went the 1, 2 like:
“Yo I think I use to talk to u.”
“Yeah we use to talk.”
I showed him my facial so that’s how he knew it was me…
“So why u didn’t say anything?” I asked, confused.
“Because I didn’t get to fuck that pretty ass and we got unfinished business.”
Well, Wolfie, you are going to dream about what it feels like to be inside me because unless you coming with the swagg to fulfill the needs I need met – you will be using a ton of Vaseline Intensive Care lotion.
I mean, he is cute but I was over it last year. When I’m done with em, I tend to be done with em.
Who knows, I may let him eat the booty.
… then, he gotta go!
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