In this great big world of full of the downtrodden and oppressed, ya know where my sympathies lie?
With the pimps. That's right, my sympathies lie with the pimps, cuz from what I understand, it's really hard out there for those who make up the pimp profession.
I mean, think about it. Of all the professions in the human trafficking field, pimping must be really hard. ya gotta manage a bunch of females, which by itself must be a major headache. And, on top of that, ya gotta fiugre out just how much crack subdues one female versus another, and you gotta keep their crack times straight in your head, and sometimes your chattel gets sick or something and you have to go find another piece of flesh to replace the sick one.
Then sometimes you have to interact with the police when your investment gets raided. That's a hassle. And managing your chattel's retirement funds, and college accounts, and health insurance...oh yeah, never mind. And when the chattel gets uppity, man, don't even go there.
Then, on top of all that, you gotta have a good ride with a sound system that can be heard a mile away. And yo gotta afford nice clothes for yourself with the appropriate diamonds that come from the Sudan. A diamond isn't worth shit if it ain't a blood diamond mined and shipped with the blood of more downtrodden and oppressed Africans.
Being a pimp is way more stressful than just having a job at McDonalds or something. I mean, life is hard when you're an ignorant fuck of a parasite. Here's to you, Pimps. You got it rough and I'm really happy that all your hard work is finally being acknowledged.
It's about time someone recognized.
Ya wanna see my favorite boots? They Ralph Lauren Mei's. I
them and would have sex with them if I could. Or at least sex while wearing them.
With the pimps. That's right, my sympathies lie with the pimps, cuz from what I understand, it's really hard out there for those who make up the pimp profession.
I mean, think about it. Of all the professions in the human trafficking field, pimping must be really hard. ya gotta manage a bunch of females, which by itself must be a major headache. And, on top of that, ya gotta fiugre out just how much crack subdues one female versus another, and you gotta keep their crack times straight in your head, and sometimes your chattel gets sick or something and you have to go find another piece of flesh to replace the sick one.
Then sometimes you have to interact with the police when your investment gets raided. That's a hassle. And managing your chattel's retirement funds, and college accounts, and health insurance...oh yeah, never mind. And when the chattel gets uppity, man, don't even go there.
Then, on top of all that, you gotta have a good ride with a sound system that can be heard a mile away. And yo gotta afford nice clothes for yourself with the appropriate diamonds that come from the Sudan. A diamond isn't worth shit if it ain't a blood diamond mined and shipped with the blood of more downtrodden and oppressed Africans.
Being a pimp is way more stressful than just having a job at McDonalds or something. I mean, life is hard when you're an ignorant fuck of a parasite. Here's to you, Pimps. You got it rough and I'm really happy that all your hard work is finally being acknowledged.
It's about time someone recognized.
Ya wanna see my favorite boots? They Ralph Lauren Mei's. I
them and would have sex with them if I could. Or at least sex while wearing them.
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boyyour:
let me guess, not a fan of the de beirs...is that sarcassim i detect...oops my freudian slip is showing...and why would Eritean be so interested in our late great constitution?
shesinparties:
how much do those boots cost, i may just get me a pair........