that’s a crock of shit. i’ve been dealing w/my “sidearm” for the past 3 years now and it’s tough for me to meet people. because of this, i stopped goin’ to the clubs, workin’ out at the gym and doing all the other things that used to bring me into contact with attractive young ladies. [...]
this is another announcement about forthcoming posts masquerading as a post. trust me, this is the motts. so, on my way to men’s bathroom 5N, i walk by an older manager of manager. i don’t think he’s above me in the company tree, but he most certainly is a six figga non-nigga. quick headnod, it’s [...]