Ok my roommate. He is a good guy. He's a great human being for the most part. Human like all of us with flaws but decent guy.
He is straight up a chubby chaser.
He will spend hours and hours talking to girls on the internet. He is boinking two fat chicks right now and trying to mack 3 more. Thats fine I mean its his life. But its the way he spends every minute of his free time with it and talking about it. I get caught in the crossfire having to hear about it because im on the comp a lot in the common area. I mean its like he thinks he's a pimp. Like he's the king of poon or something. And like he gets excited about it. When they fight over him (the two he's boning know about each other but don't have enough self esteem to leave him). Or when they text him what they are gonna do to him.
I dunno I guess I need to get my life in check. I have no girl calling me. Nevermind that I would ratherthan do anything with these girls hes talking to.
But yeah by about the 15th time in a day he is talking about how excited he is to be boning two porkers, its all I can do to not say something out of line. And thats when I realize, maybe this is an art form. Maybe thats Gods purpose in me having to hear this shit. So I can be the Michaelangelo of pretending to give a shit about inane bullshit.


than do anything with these girls hes talking to.
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