CQ Beans
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(1) This chick I used to know from the suburbs hooked me up with this girl from Queens once. Went fine the first time around. She calls me up after about two weeks talking about [insert female nonsense] and going out for drinks. She then starts attempting to bomb me with booze and I start stopping her.
Now like a faggot simp I have to drag her to the local thoroughfare but not before she gets a kiss. And by kiss I mean tongue in bar fly mouth. I could tell she was putting on by how she was acting. Kinda stumpy but a possible lay but no just fucking no. The Irishmen at the local garbage dump agreed: not good. Not good.
(2) So apparently there’s a surplus of homeless people and not so homeless people in my neighborhood who are able to afford walk up apartments. This giant vested old woman asks me to help her into her apartment.
And because I’m CQ (retarded) I go’ Um, ok.’ This is three flights of an old school NY apartment and I’m badly hungover in humid weather. I start to get the feeling this broad doesn’t belong here and kind of linger by the staircase.
She just stares at me like I’m plotting to break into her apartment before the door opens. This isn't reading like I thought it would but I just felt creeped out as fuck as if I let a Djinn into someone’s building. Still have no idea who that woman was and never seen her since.
(3)Walking down Main Street and I get greeted by some negro kid screaming,’ Fuck that, fuck it!’ kicking over bar and restaurant outside chalk boards. ‘Ain’t shit! Fuck it!’ Despite agreeing with him I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about. He did this weird twirl a world shucky ducky kick to each of the signs before heading off the to corner pass. Haven’t seen him since.
Now like a faggot simp I have to drag her to the local thoroughfare but not before she gets a kiss. And by kiss I mean tongue in bar fly mouth. I could tell she was putting on by how she was acting. Kinda stumpy but a possible lay but no just fucking no. The Irishmen at the local garbage dump agreed: not good. Not good.
(2) So apparently there’s a surplus of homeless people and not so homeless people in my neighborhood who are able to afford walk up apartments. This giant vested old woman asks me to help her into her apartment.
And because I’m CQ (retarded) I go’ Um, ok.’ This is three flights of an old school NY apartment and I’m badly hungover in humid weather. I start to get the feeling this broad doesn’t belong here and kind of linger by the staircase.
She just stares at me like I’m plotting to break into her apartment before the door opens. This isn't reading like I thought it would but I just felt creeped out as fuck as if I let a Djinn into someone’s building. Still have no idea who that woman was and never seen her since.
(3)Walking down Main Street and I get greeted by some negro kid screaming,’ Fuck that, fuck it!’ kicking over bar and restaurant outside chalk boards. ‘Ain’t shit! Fuck it!’ Despite agreeing with him I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about. He did this weird twirl a world shucky ducky kick to each of the signs before heading off the to corner pass. Haven’t seen him since.
