CANCER
Reppin':
TEXAS
Label:
Work and Pleasure
Era:
Spring 19 of the Jedi
thru
Summer 20 of the Jedi
Grade/GPA:
C (2.21)
The True Biopic (To Make A Long Story Short):
When I was a little kid, I called my neighbor "The King"
bcuz he I used to work in an office building that has some of
the baddest interns that you'll find anywhere in The DMV.
They came from all over The USA, in all races, colors, and shades....
but, this Mexicana mami from The Lone Star State was no doubt
the all-time baddest intern that I've ever picked up anywhere;
so hot that all of the security guards within my office building
nicknamed me "The Man" and started addressing me as such
whenever they saw me from that point forward.
Those cats were literally bowing and praising me like royalty
anytime they'd see me entering or leaving the building alone.
Moreover, one of the young HS niggaz on my floor pretty much
idolized me bcuz he knew that I'd picked up this honey;
plus, the kid was crushing on her friend from Puerto Rico.
Alotta guys would've had a problem with that kinda spectacle,
but I didn't complain----I thought their behavior was hilarious
and decided to just enjoy it all for however long it lasted.
I was just glad that everybody had enough sense not to act up
whenever they'd see the honey with me.
The security guards used to ask me 24/7 "What's your secret?!"
In retrospect, I should've told em', "There's levels to this shit"....
but, instead, I always took the modest route w/ my answers bcuz
I honestly couldn't remember WTF I said (or did) to pull this hun.
Nevertheless, whenever my honey showed up for work in the AM,
security would either come upstairs or call my desk just to say,
"Damn, you've gotta see what your girl is wearing today!!!"
Then, I'd make a trip to her floor and the 2 of us would either
make plans to meet up for lunch or hangout later that evening.
Beautiful women are often wrongly stereotyped as being dumb,
but this honey truly had the high level of intelligence that was
required for her internship (or else she would've been rejected).
Unfortunately, she was a party girl who loved clubbing too much;
which meant that I couldn't take her seriously in the long run.
Still, she had a cool personality to go w/ her dime piece looks,
a gym rat body that was stacked like those chicks on Telemundo,
and I was diggin' how her claws came out when I told her that
some psycho chick I'd fucked was trippin' out about the 2 of us.
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