I meet this mismatched loner dancing around some trees. My friends and I are friendly to him because he's sober and alone on a Thursday night. It sux to be you. Then you mooch our ciggarettes and then later tell me you don't smoke. Sorry, I dont think your new habit makes you any cooler. Your a phony, pathetic, weakling. We go to leave and you follow with us. I am nice, so I say "...why don't you come with us." BIG mistake. You dont make one bit of sense the whole evening. You contradicted yourself with every topic you discussed. This reject spent time arguing agaisnt opinions he had made moments before. Talking to hear yourself speak is annoying. Your a spiritual freek job. You analyze everything. You eat Ketamine like candy. My mother told me never to take candy from strangers, thanks anyway, you can shove your crank up your ass and then lick it out. Didn't your mother tell you to never overstay your welcome. Have you no social graces? Sitting and listening to your miserable life story was a waist of 4 hours of my life. I can not believe when we all went for breakfast, you wanted to come with us. I didn't get to sleep at all, or get any work done, and why? Hmmmm, because you wouldn't go home until nine in the morning. I had visitors from out of town, they couldn't go home. They also couldn't get any sleep. Thank you for the foot rub...but, if I had known it was going to make you blow a load, I wouldn't have even let you near my feet. Then you have the audacity to ask my friends (guys) if they want a foot rub! Remember when you asked if you could come over and rub my feet again...? The answer is no. I do not want your company EVER. You told me I scare you because I am a college aged female with a weapon! He asked me if it hits me will it make a boo boo? What kind of 21 year old man says BOO BOO! It is a wrist rocket, what do you think? I think it can put a dent in your skull, shall we experiment?
I am glad you felt my room has a "comfortable atmosphere", alot of people do. I never meant to make you feel so comfortable that you would feel compelled to announce your bisexuality. You announced that you want to come out of the closet to a room full of straight strangers. I mean, we were the first people you told. Don't you think someone who knows you, would care a little more. I knew you were a cock sucker after five minutes of your horrific...company. I have no problems with gayness. I just think their is a time and place to talk about your selx life, and it isn't the place around strangers. Like it is going to matter to me if you eat shlong. I never showed any interest in you...so I certianly don't care when you masterbated last, how you do it, and all about your love for swank. Please leave my guy friends alone, they like punani.
STIX. I am talking to you, poop pusher... keep your bedroom experiences to yourself. Don't ever knock on my door or I will be forced to give you a grand boo boo. I hope for your sake you learned something from my presence...maybe you learned that when you don't respect people, you get disrespected.