The Menu Got Too Heavy

It was another indescript day, mundane lacking possibilities. Thursdays unless you’re a lady offers no discounts to men. Thursdays; Ladies’ Night. Free drinks all night baby. What ya complaining about? Come on stop, you know you imagining shit awright stop!

No I’m not, yes I went to the john with him but he grabbed my arm, twisted it and pulled my panties down.

Okay I ain’t no saint but why force yourself on me? I was down but not that way. Screw that dirty foul stinking son of who knows what, taking crotch when it is squarely in his face, motherfugger crazy that’s all.

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