I stormed out, and was slinking in when I heard my girl moaning. I was living the good life at twenty five till I mouthed off to the owner one too many times. I ain't got a lick of hair on me sides the usual places. I'm about five nine, got a nice ball player build, all-star varsity, baby. I always wear scruff till she makes me shave it off. She don't give me head though, says my seven inch one eyed serpent tastes nasty. I like to have fun during my free time, not go to school.
I work hard enough at my eight to five down at the garage. I moved out my parent's house as soon as that diploma hit my hand. For me, a typical Friday and Saturday night was grabbing a case of beer, smoking up some bud, and getting into all sorts of trouble.
