I Want To Buy Up All Of The Rope In The City, And Hire DC Women As My Marketers

Chalk this up under the ventilation category. But it continues to amaze me every time I go out. It = women in D.C. It just blows my mind living in a city where fat ugly chicks act like thin hot chicks, and the thin hot chicks, they act like they can split the atom with their queefs. So, imagine a city of overweight warped-mentally, uptight, no sense of humor-having broads. Okay, so I can check off the fat chicks bullet point. A DC 9 (out of 10) is an LA 5. I am convinced of that…

Back to the “hot” chicks… these are women in DC who have never had a guy sit them down and set them straight. By that I mean they are usually FUCKING annoying. If you’re visiting the city for the inauguration hope you don’t run into one of these cackling broads – say at a Georgetown bar. They sit at the end of the bar and their high-pitched resonating voices will pierce your ear drums – as they tell their boring life stories. If your hearing senses aren’t assaulted, the permeating perfume is no different, except the fact that your nostrils will be the target – inundated with smells of overpriced, yet nasty wafting perfume. So, you chose to try to not listen and ignore them, and maybe you’re lucky enough to have a stuffy nose, so you can’t smell them. When the cunt(s) gets up to use the bathroom, she’ll come up and bump your fucking back/barstool. Oh, and when they first walk in, it’s about ten seconds before they announce they’re married. Poor husband to have to deal with such an annoying yenta. Do nooses work as good coasters? I’ll have to find out the next time I am at a DC bar. I miss Toronto any other city (that isn’t here). Happy Holidays!

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