part 2

And then there was the second woman who was obsequious about her physical appearance. Yea this was some chick from Craigslist(Baltimore Craigslist). She was basically looking for an FB with promise of becoming a relationship(shaky premise, if I ve ever heard one. But its not my job to judge, only to pack the fudge. Ha! Get it! Its a joke! DOnt take it too literally). So we do the pic trade thing and I send her the high resolution of Zanzibar in his Supefly glory and she send me some lame ass shit you take in one of them kiosks in a run down strip mall. I ask her about it and she says "it is what it is". It is what it is, huh? I m like "Damn, you must be straight from the dog track" because the photo I have here looks like a wolf with big titties(and they were big titties). I mean, where do you go with that? You cant go out with people when they ay shit like that. I mean, listen when you are boning those lame ass dudes from Baltimore and they pipe you well and then go to the methadone clinic thats different. But getting high class sausage is a whole other planet(you see, how I considered myself high class sausage? Thats not true and I ll admit it, but at least I know how to write<<--Oooh, and no nappy pubic hairs over here, ie. 1970s Porn). You see this is the problem with this? That you ve become too aggressive in your work-life and now that has transposed ointo your sex-life. And it works as long as the men youmeet are in a status beneath you, but what happens when they are your equal or superios?