Damn Bitches

Two nights ago I stayed up late working on a project. One of those stupid fucking projects where nothing was learned, and half of it was formatting, something I could train a mildly retarded monkey to do. This girl from class, my project partner, came over to work on it late night. We were up till three and so I suggested she stay over. This to me meant hey you could sleep in my bed suck my dick and I could play with your huge fun bags. It DID NOT mean you could sleep in my bed, role all over the place, keep me up half the night with your loud ass breathing, wake me up to tell me what you were dreaming. I mean what the fuck. This might have been o.k. given my penis was in her mouth early that evening, but to my recollection it wasn’t. Would you like to have some chips and salsa doesn’t mean empty the fucking bottle out, unless of course I am getting my dick sucked. Damn bitches.