Most of my female friends are hot! It’s not like I discriminate, but me too that’s my portion. As for the Mrs, don’t go there! In another life, without Jesus, I’ll have been a top class pimp with an array of fiiiinnne gerhs purer than the methane Walter made in
Breaking Bad. Whaaaaatt! Gerhs papa paaah. We have natural haired, weave haired, perm haired, serious body, standard body, petite package, halfco level, tuntum ahuorfe, porsh car drivers, trotro takers….ky3r3 se, the product range is solid.
When you are friends with hot girls, you hear stories. Not those flimsy stories about cars stopping, windows rolling down, ‘pretty gerh where are you going?’ stories o, like serious serious ones!
Last week, Alice was telling me “So he called to say he was outside and would like to see me. I thought about it a minute and said ok, I’ll be there shortly. I took my time and strolled outside. There noorr, he whipped out $100. I was like ‘what’s that for?’ he said ‘Walking allowance.”
Did you see that fam? like did you seeee that? Walking alloowance! Awurade, where the sugar mummies at? Look, I’ll jog a mile for some jogging allowance. When I think of all the walking I’ve walked in my life, you’ll have been reading about me on Forbes if I had some willing donor giving walking allowance. Read More Chop My Money –Confessions Of A Hot Girl