Entertaining losers. What, me, entertain a loser? No, no, no. I’m talking about an entertaining loser. Someone for me to toy with, an amusement, a disposable and forgettable simp. I’m talking about you.
You, with the boring haircut, the shirt and slacks combo that screams retail associate, the dull shoes, and the used car. Yes you, with the pull-out couch in moms basement. You, who thought it would be a smart idea to go out tonight and try talking to a hot girl like me? Because mom encouraged you. How cute.
I shouldn’t be so hard on your mom, if she did a better job preparing you for life I’d have to find my kicks someplace else tonight, but what were you thinking mom? If your baby boy was the last male alive with a million women surrounding him spread legged the species would be done in a month.
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It is that time of year again. When the winter hibernation comes to a halt, and some serious deep spring cleaning begins. I decide to put on this super skimpy, slutty little maid outfit to look extra delicious for my girlfriend. Like always I have my earbuds in jamming out to music, cleaning the room and to my surprise I felt a nice hard smack on my ass. I jumped around thinking it was my girlfriend. It wasn’t her, instead it was her step-brother.
