Breh's ya'll know me. I'm heir to the throne to the kingdom of babydikk so please don't take this as a humblebrag thread. I'm not known for slanging dikk... like, at all. So the few times in life that I have put together a stellar performance, I'm always blown away by the effect it has on a woman. Long story short, I had a friend who I stopped fukking with back in 2016. Anyway we got back in contact at the end of last year and she was asking when we were gonna go out for dinner or drinks or whatever. I deaded that shyt and said nah but come over and fukk. She was offended as fukk and basically let me know that she "will not be used for sex" (of relevance is that I never could hit it right). We txt back and forth about it for a couple weeks and she makes it clear she's not coming up off the box. Alright, cool... so I stop responding. Fast-forward to Friday night... she tells me that she's moving out of state and she doesn't want to leave /w us being enemies and she wants to see me before she goes. I go pick her up, we come back to my place, drink, smoke, and in a rare occurrence, I end up laying a NICE one on her. The. Shift. In. This. Woman's. Attitude. Brehs... Last two days she's been straight making up excuses to get back at my meat. Saturday she "had some extra weed if I wanted her to come over and smoke it". Yesterday I threw my back out at the gym and she "wanted to bring food and sympathy and try to make me feel better". This morning, it was "I can barely focus on my March budget. All these numbers on the screen looks like your penis". I wish I could do that every time. Baby Dikk nikkas we got a W!