1. Thursday, May 22, 2014

    lets say the xbi had a young lady waiting for me when i got home 


    and lets say i didnt want any xbi young lady inside my crib after a long day of work and uber

    and lets say she was hands down the hottest xbi lady ive ever seen

    and she was wearing a short skirt a beret and a tshirt that said busblog.

    so lets say somehow she made her way into my mcmansion and she looked around for a while

    while i analyzed my fantasy baseball teams.

    lets say in the morning the once-giddy woman was now suddenly seemingly ticked off.

    you dont get to be ticked off, i reminded her.

    she bounded up a led me into the bathroom.

    what is THIS, bald man, doing in your bathroom, she said sharply pointing at a long strand

    of brunette hair.

    i was all, i never want to see you in that shirt again.

    she took it off obediantly

    and i whispered

    my maid was just here

    and i kicked her out.

    and threw a sweatshirt at her through the window.

    one with a tracking chip in the label

    of course,