i went to a chinese restaurant once to pickup my order and it was after i had broken both hands on my motorcycle. the lady told me that it would be a couple minutes and i seen the cook back there bending over some boiling hot oil. somehow, he fell in there nearly to the waist and was burning alive and shyt and the woman was screaming at me to help get him out cause she was only like 90 lbs. i couldn't do shyt for him though brehs, and when she had run to the back to call 911, i stole the charity box and ran out with it. things like that are not the highest points of my life, but i lived this street shyt for real. i don't just be typing about the shyt.
Men are the the prize..the woman's job is to convince the man that the opposite is true
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DonRe said: āµ
I cant with uncle Clarence with his hand in his pckets and them dusty outlet nikes,
posted up on the wall like this is a normal occurence of having a grown man stick his toes up A hoes a$$hole.
We need to
Hold hands and beg baby jesus for forgiveness.
Men are the the prize..the woman's job is to convince the man that the opposite is true