Holla back girl

Really, now. What the fuck is a holla back girl? Come on now Gwen Stefani......what the fuck.

-the BULLY

I haven't done shit

I haven't done shit all day. Its kinda funny, though, cause without real shit to think about my mind will wander on about dumb, weird shit. Example: Why don't we spell haven't h-a-v-e-n-t? Same letters, same order, just minus the apostrophe.

I really need the gym or something to open so I don't just sit around the crib all day in my draws and a tank top and play ps2. I suck. I kinda stink too. Not all my fault, my mom knows what pork does to me and she still decided to cook a pork roast. The pork roast still wasn't as good as the one Big Chris' mom made. I told her how she did it, but nooooooo, she had to do it her way, the not best way.

Black Ho.

Ok, I feel like saying something about one of Black Ho's friends. Now that I think about it I wanna talk about 2 of them sumbitches.

I don't know the first one well enough to give a nice one or two word Nickname, so I'll just call her Drunk ass chick with a big ass and pretty feet. Oh yeah, the game is a BITCH that rapps well, and 50 cent is a really muscular BITCH that got shot up for being a bitch, can rap and is arogant as fuck.........FREE YAYO and PIMP C.

O.k. so, We are all in the club me, Big Chris, Black Ho, Drunk ass chick with a big ass and pretty feet, the other friend of Black Ho, who I will call the Pretty Lighskin chick that would get flirted with about 07% as much as she is now if she was single (well atleast by me). Oh and some more of Black Ho's friends were there too, i'd give them names too, but who cares bout them bunnies.

Drunk ass chick with a big ass and pretty feet was looking good to me, I say something to Black Ho, who then says something to her. Afterwhile I'm all like "hey" ( If I knew what the fuck to say I would not have had Black Ho say something for me). Drunk chick talks a little, asking bout me, filling in details from what Black Ho told her and all that shit. We never talked that long, she kept on running off to talk to other Negroids. Close to the end of the night I'm talking to her and realize that chick is drunker denah motherfucker (yeah bitch, denah) Saying dumb shit like "Look at my feet.......people say that men like girls with pretty feet and my feet are pretty, so look at 'em." I actually thought it was pretty cute.

I got the number.

I saw her the next day, talk a quick bit and she reminds me that I have the number.

I call her a few days later, she says she will call back later.

She calls back some days later, complains about needing tires and the call gets dropped. I try calling back, leave a message. No call back. Too damn bad, she could have gotten a healthy dose of this GOOD DICK. She seemed pretty cool too. Oh well.

The Pretty Lighskin chick that would get flirted with about 07% as much as she is now if she was single (well atleast by me), well....I think her name tells her whole story. She is very pretty. I think, though, the biggest reason for me hitting on her is because she IS with someone, and I don't think she is too likely to cheat. That is why I just flirt with her, no buying of drinks or nothin just hardcore flirting. (Black Ho, do you remember when I offered to get you a drink and you said I had to get the Lightskin one a drink also? Do you remember what I told you and her? I said hell no, Lightskin girl has a dude. I'm not buying lightskin girl SHIT)

Thats just what the BULLY does. Why? I don't know. I do know I enjoy doing it though.

-the brizzleless BULLY

One of those chicks

So, I'm back in town, right, so what is one of the most important things I have to get done? Build up the roster. You got to, got to build up the roster, and I'm not talking bout no damn fantasy football team neither.

I've linked up with this chick from my highschool, we never kicked it at all back then. She graduated way before i did and all that. She really seems like a cool chick, she is doing really big things as far as her career is concerned, I mean really. I told moms about her and she was all like "Yeah, BULLY, thats one you should go after. Good marrying stock." I don't wanna say nothing that could, in anyway give her identity or anything, but I will say this: I'm an engineer we get payed well, and she would still be the bread winner by far if we were married.

We were talking earlier tonight and long story short we end up talking about "freakery". No details, but still enough to let me know what all types of she has done. That is a good sign to me. Don't think I've met a chick that told me about the freaky things that she has done or likes to do or whatever, and me not BREAK, or atleast have the oppurtunity to BREAK. Well....there is one exception to that rule, Seacrest's girlfriend, Black Ho. No, don't get me wrong, she is not a ho, that just stems from a joke that she started. She is DARK, though. She is a beautiful dark Island girl. That chick is freaky as hell, so freaky till it makes me do freaky things to chicks just so I can tell her about it. I'll do something and then when I see her I'll be all like "Hey, Black Ho, I CHOKED a bitch the other week while I was rippin'." That is another story, though.

Anyway, I think it is pretty cool that this new chick is telling me about her freaky ways. This has come after only talking on the phone a couple of times too. Good sign for the BULLY. What makes it even better is that I get to play the innocent, hasn't done too much part.....until I rip, and put my thumb in her ass.

-the BULLY

I hate it when really cool stuff happens, and then I have to leave.

So, yeah, I'm back in tally, back in my momma's house. Everything has been pretty cool. Good food to eat, occasional free clothes ironings (once by my mom and once by the chick in Express.....yeah, the BULLY shops at express)

Anyway, on my second to last week in Tx, I went out for my last partying in Fort Worth with a co-worker ( a chick from work that I have been wanting to break.......ok, for those that don't understand the term "break" I mean throw her that GOOD DICK) and the intern. It also happened to the intern's birthday. I didn't feel like drinking that much cause I hurt myself so bad drinking the previous weekend. They didn't have that, or anything else, to hold them back from drinking.

So, the night began as parially being a night for a last good party for and with the BULLY, but it ended being a total and complete "Get baby-sat by the BULLY". Oh yeah, they both got sloppy drunk. I had to drive them both home, had to make stops for 'em to hurl and all that shit. Got the intern to his crib, walked him, he went straight to the bathroom and started hugging the toilet. I go and fix him a couple of cups of water, take them to him and the asshole is sittin on the pot. That shit sucked. Really did not need to see some dude sittin on the pot.

So, the co-worker decides she wants to go to her house, instead of crashing on my futon. So on the way she is all like "The BULLY, put me in my bed." I thought nothing of it . We get to her complex, have to get some dudes to help me carry her to her apartment. I take her in, get her to her bedroom, try to put her in her bed and she starts pulling off her pants. I'm getting all weirded out, cause 1) She is a co-worker and 2) She is off her ass, can't walk super pissy drunk. The co-worker part didn't really bother me that much, but the really drunk part did. I don't do shit with sloppy drunk girls. Too close to taking advantage of 'em, too close to rape in my book.

I say "Whoa, wait till I leave the room before you start taking off your clothes.", but that didn't stop her. I leave the room to go fix her some water, and here she comes walking to the kitchen, nothin but some draws on. Titties just out to be seen. Damn. "Go get back in the bed co-worker" I say, and she does it. I take her water to her and she's all like "The BULLY, rub my shoulders". Damn. She is laying there, in nothing but her draws, too drunk for anything, and asking me to give her a massage.

A chick asking for a massage usually means she wants to fuck. A damn near naked chick asking for a massage damn sure wants to fuck. But she is too drunk. It wouldn't be right. So I just have to leave.

This is the weekend before my mom gets in town and I have to start packing to go. I know this probably meant that she really did want to fuck, but was to bounded while she was sober, or something. Anyway.....I had to leave way before I got a chance to pursue it. After a fucking year this shit happens. And then I have to leave. Why couldn't have this happened like 9 months ago or something.

Oh fucking well

-the BULLY