So pimp its scary
Master Don Juan
How is it that, in a room filled to the tits with guys claiming to be DJ's, that there be so many pu$$ies around???
Allright, sure there is the occasional person in this room that actually has game, but these are the speakers, and a select silent few that actually have the balls to back up what they say.
In the recess, from the speaches and presentations made from the 'professionals', the masses of pu$$ies crowd around trying to learn every last little trick that will get them sex.
These masters tell the masses... "STOP BEING SUCH PU$$IES!!" All they do is look at the masters dumbfounded like a deer looking in the headlights of an oncoming vehicle.
How many times must they hear, "Be a Man." before these pu$$ies consider the fact that they are not MEN, but merely sad shells of masculinty wrapped in a veil of estrogen?
We all know that at a convention such as this, there are people at all levels of skill, followed closely by a hoard of pu$$ies trying to grow their balls back to regular size... but at the same time unwilling to do what it takes to make those balls come down again. Or have the balls of these characters never even dropped in the first place?
If this room was an actual room with actual people, I would feel obliged to do my DUTY as a man to give all you pseudo-males a nice firm open palm b!tch slap to the face, to wake you up to the reality that you are acting like pu$$ies... NOW STOP IT!
Now, to paraphrase the quote in Boiler Room, "Now, kick up your skirts, GRAB YOUR BALLS, and lets go get LAID!"
Allright, sure there is the occasional person in this room that actually has game, but these are the speakers, and a select silent few that actually have the balls to back up what they say.
In the recess, from the speaches and presentations made from the 'professionals', the masses of pu$$ies crowd around trying to learn every last little trick that will get them sex.
These masters tell the masses... "STOP BEING SUCH PU$$IES!!" All they do is look at the masters dumbfounded like a deer looking in the headlights of an oncoming vehicle.
How many times must they hear, "Be a Man." before these pu$$ies consider the fact that they are not MEN, but merely sad shells of masculinty wrapped in a veil of estrogen?
We all know that at a convention such as this, there are people at all levels of skill, followed closely by a hoard of pu$$ies trying to grow their balls back to regular size... but at the same time unwilling to do what it takes to make those balls come down again. Or have the balls of these characters never even dropped in the first place?
If this room was an actual room with actual people, I would feel obliged to do my DUTY as a man to give all you pseudo-males a nice firm open palm b!tch slap to the face, to wake you up to the reality that you are acting like pu$$ies... NOW STOP IT!
Now, to paraphrase the quote in Boiler Room, "Now, kick up your skirts, GRAB YOUR BALLS, and lets go get LAID!"