I was in South Beach, Miami, FL this spring break, ok? and like any other normal fucking human being on spring break, I WANTED TO FUCK TILL MY BALLS GO FLAT!!
So I go to this "girls gone wild" videoshoot party @ Nikki's Beach. First of all, the line was too fucking long and full of ugly bitches, who should have someone smack them up side their heads with an empty bottle of Remy Martin. I go in and the cover was $20, and I was like "this better be a good fuckin' party with a lot of ponani".
I go in to see to many dicks in the house, too many ppl at the bar, too many ugly whores with attitudes and too many big black-ass wankstas, who would fuck even me if they had the fuckin' chance. They said that Allen Iverson was there, BUT I DIDN'T FUCKIN' SEE'EM!? AND WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT HIM ANYWAYS!!!!!!!!
Ok, now for the good part of the story. The 2nd I go to Teasers on Deco Drive and the same shit with Iverson and the $20 cover happens again there, so I was like "FUCK THAT SHIT!" and I up and left too find some pussy out of the fuckin' place. I go and see 3 girls in a 4X4 alone, hollering @ me and a couple of guys on the other side of the street, so I holler back. I go to the their car to see what they're up to that night and -get this- THEY WERE LIKE: "GO AWAY... GET LOST..." and I was like: "FUCKIN WHORES U ASKED FOR DICK, WELL, HERE'S DICK!" AND I FUCKIN FLASH MY COCK!!
I FLIPPED COMPLETELY AND ALMOST BUSTED ONE OF THEM'S TEETH... YOU FUCKIN BITCHES I DON'T GET U... U CALL FOR DICKS AND WHEN THEY COME BY U FUCKIN BACK OUT??? FUCK U!!!!!!
my temper that day was completely outta control, cuz I wasted two days of spring break without fucking at all...
At least I got some venezuellan pussy that day, cuz she found out I had a Modena and a scooter. I did what I want: got drunk, got high, fucked and went to the beach.
If only there was a way that girls wouldn't talk too much, go home with you, fuck your brains out and leave peacefully. No names, no numbers, no nothing!!
So I go to this "girls gone wild" videoshoot party @ Nikki's Beach. First of all, the line was too fucking long and full of ugly bitches, who should have someone smack them up side their heads with an empty bottle of Remy Martin. I go in and the cover was $20, and I was like "this better be a good fuckin' party with a lot of ponani".
I go in to see to many dicks in the house, too many ppl at the bar, too many ugly whores with attitudes and too many big black-ass wankstas, who would fuck even me if they had the fuckin' chance. They said that Allen Iverson was there, BUT I DIDN'T FUCKIN' SEE'EM!? AND WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT HIM ANYWAYS!!!!!!!!
Ok, now for the good part of the story. The 2nd I go to Teasers on Deco Drive and the same shit with Iverson and the $20 cover happens again there, so I was like "FUCK THAT SHIT!" and I up and left too find some pussy out of the fuckin' place. I go and see 3 girls in a 4X4 alone, hollering @ me and a couple of guys on the other side of the street, so I holler back. I go to the their car to see what they're up to that night and -get this- THEY WERE LIKE: "GO AWAY... GET LOST..." and I was like: "FUCKIN WHORES U ASKED FOR DICK, WELL, HERE'S DICK!" AND I FUCKIN FLASH MY COCK!!
I FLIPPED COMPLETELY AND ALMOST BUSTED ONE OF THEM'S TEETH... YOU FUCKIN BITCHES I DON'T GET U... U CALL FOR DICKS AND WHEN THEY COME BY U FUCKIN BACK OUT??? FUCK U!!!!!!

At least I got some venezuellan pussy that day, cuz she found out I had a Modena and a scooter. I did what I want: got drunk, got high, fucked and went to the beach.
If only there was a way that girls wouldn't talk too much, go home with you, fuck your brains out and leave peacefully. No names, no numbers, no nothing!!