Im still starting to suspect my dad was the one one put the condom in my back pack, yesterday completly out of the blue my dad started talking to me about girls and how I need to life more just incase “some broad is lookin in my direction.” <- His words not mine, this is how black people from the 1970’s talk.
I then told him about how only LMS mattered and going to the gym wont make girls suddenly throw themselves at me and shit like Hugh Hefner.
He got mad as fuck and started telling me that I have been going to the wrong sites and listening to “racist white bullshit” to keep the black man down, he then started asking me that if I was 5’3 and single whats the excuse that over 5’3 + Black guys were getting “Play” (<- hes obssesed with that word and keeps on saying it every 10 seconds)
I then told him that they were either popular or rich (lMS) and then he started doing mental gymnastics about confidence or personality.
I shot him down with confidence and proceeded to tell him about the guy who approached dozens of women at campus and is now getting creep shamed on campus.
Now for personality, I then told him about the famous serial killer, Ted Bundy that was getting dozens of love letters in the mail for all of the crimes he committed slaughtering women.
I then told him about the “hot felon” Jeremy Meeks who used to be in a gang where he beat a 16 y/o close to death and now he has a modeling career, I pulled a picture and tried to show him a pic of Meeks but he slapped the phone out of my hand and sent that shit flying against the wall.
He told me that he didn’t want to see “That shit” before getting himself a bud light from the fridge and sitting down.
I walked upstairs to my room chuckling on the inside.
Boy, he has much to learn.
I then told him about how only LMS mattered and going to the gym wont make girls suddenly throw themselves at me and shit like Hugh Hefner.
He got mad as fuck and started telling me that I have been going to the wrong sites and listening to “racist white bullshit” to keep the black man down, he then started asking me that if I was 5’3 and single whats the excuse that over 5’3 + Black guys were getting “Play” (<- hes obssesed with that word and keeps on saying it every 10 seconds)
I then told him that they were either popular or rich (lMS) and then he started doing mental gymnastics about confidence or personality.
I shot him down with confidence and proceeded to tell him about the guy who approached dozens of women at campus and is now getting creep shamed on campus.
Now for personality, I then told him about the famous serial killer, Ted Bundy that was getting dozens of love letters in the mail for all of the crimes he committed slaughtering women.
I then told him about the “hot felon” Jeremy Meeks who used to be in a gang where he beat a 16 y/o close to death and now he has a modeling career, I pulled a picture and tried to show him a pic of Meeks but he slapped the phone out of my hand and sent that shit flying against the wall.
He told me that he didn’t want to see “That shit” before getting himself a bud light from the fridge and sitting down.
I walked upstairs to my room chuckling on the inside.
Boy, he has much to learn.
