Centaurion
Master Don Juan
It all started last evening; I was watching dr Phil while relaxing with a beer when my female roommate walked in. We exchanged the usual pleasantries and she asked me what I've been up to for the last week or so since she hadn't seen me. I told her I was just doing the usual stuff, you know, drinking, smoking and fooling around.
I don't know what the **** came over her, but she suddenly started talking about all these guys that she has f*cked. She kept telling me about this guy she had picked up at a club and how she has f*cked 5 guys in our bathroom. She also showed me all these text messages from all these chumps had sent her.
I mean, what the **** is up with this sh*t!!? What makes that b!tch think I actually care about how she's whoring around. Stupid b!tch.
All through this I'm like : "uhuh" *sips beer and continuous watching dr Phil*
Suddenly I realized that she has gone silent for a minute or two. I turn around and go
Cent : "hmm what!?"
RM : "what do you think about this?"
Cent " "uhh good for ya..."
And then the b!tch just blows up and asks me if that's all I have to say. I reply with
Cent : "wtf do you want me to say? Want me to say that you've earned your money as a slut!?" *sips beer and continuous watching dr Phil*
Now she started throwing a sissy fit, she was seriously screaming that I'm such an ******* and a bad person.
I mean like, I don't give a **** about what she does, What the **** has gone into b!tches these days? Do they actually think that they should be applauded for being the local ***-deposit!?
I don't know what the **** came over her, but she suddenly started talking about all these guys that she has f*cked. She kept telling me about this guy she had picked up at a club and how she has f*cked 5 guys in our bathroom. She also showed me all these text messages from all these chumps had sent her.
I mean, what the **** is up with this sh*t!!? What makes that b!tch think I actually care about how she's whoring around. Stupid b!tch.
All through this I'm like : "uhuh" *sips beer and continuous watching dr Phil*
Suddenly I realized that she has gone silent for a minute or two. I turn around and go
Cent : "hmm what!?"
RM : "what do you think about this?"
Cent " "uhh good for ya..."
And then the b!tch just blows up and asks me if that's all I have to say. I reply with
Cent : "wtf do you want me to say? Want me to say that you've earned your money as a slut!?" *sips beer and continuous watching dr Phil*
Now she started throwing a sissy fit, she was seriously screaming that I'm such an ******* and a bad person.
I mean like, I don't give a **** about what she does, What the **** has gone into b!tches these days? Do they actually think that they should be applauded for being the local ***-deposit!?