OT: mud ducks unlimited

Its time to bring these girls home guys. we've all run out and impulsively bought a iphone at some point. imagine walking in the samsung store and they tell you 'nah youre tainted you gross apple loving whore'. it may not seem parallel to having "tyreke" tattood on one of your titties but its the same principle

My last gf is an glowing example. For the last few months ive been so busy applying salve to my own emotional lacerations that I havent even looked at my role in our freefall. And this bitch was a keeper. built like a cartoon rottweiler. managed her own check cashing place. cavernous womb just like I like. But I was woefully ignorant to the needs of a retired mud duck. And now here I sit. draped in the chains of oblivion

I never stopped at church's for her, selfishly assuming that popeyes would bridge our divide. I lampooned her for buying that old crown vic at auction. I was derelict in keeping vaseline on my knees. I never even backhanded her

Lace those J's up, boys. deep down these hoes are just like us. Willfully retarded star spangled cogs. locked in prayer that the capitalist leviathan doesnt devour every last trace of their DNA. that they dont kick it wide right and find themselves old and alone. flipping through scrapbooks, straining to to hear voices they just can't seem to recall

For now only one thing extinguishes the pain of an impending reckoning. That bass. that trunk thunder

But I wouldnt expect any of you to understand