macbastard

I ran into a girl today who I used to stalk at an Oooolldd job of mine. She works at the juice bar at my gym now. I impressed her with remembering where she used to work. She did not remember me I am sure. Of course she would not anyway as my dealings with her consisted of being behind a bush watching her comings and goings through binoculars. This girl really gets me. Shes so pretty and I just get the feeling that when I talk to her tjoser great eyes are looking to my soul..in delight. Or mabye Im just awishin as I can do. Next I get to tell her what I do for a living...And then watch her caculate the future existence...and cancel my ass out. NaySir! Nay! I will conquer her! I will breach her walls with my catulpult of wit and advance my army of compasion towards her keep, until she walks out amoung the battlements and surenders to my sexyness. Then I will be crowned KING!

Man what the fuck? Why and how do I come up with this crap?

Mac