Who the fuck is Lemmy?

The convention today was boring and non-productive as all the speaker(s) did is basically rant and rave about past accomplishments and instead of teaching me something new, they attempted to do a “motivational and inspirational” bit and I damn near fell asleep. But instead of being completely rude, I was just semi rude, and I called my “girlfriend” to let her know how fuckin bored I was. She couldn’t stay on too long as well because she was in class, so we hung up and rode the boredom out in our separate cities.

Fortunately for me, there were some working class sluts who are trying to move up in the world with this ‘woman empowerment’ mumbo jumbo. Whatever happened to the good ol days where the woman would just stay home and take care of the household and kids while the men bring home the bacon? Better yet, what happened to the better ol days where men would drag their women by the hair and club em if they acted up? My, has the world changed over the years. Yet, there’s plenty that remains the same—and that’s the love for sex.

Whether these working class tramps admit it or not, they need dick in their lives to maintain a low level of stress because they deal with enough shit from men moving on up the ladder just for being men and other bitches out there taking their spots because they can use their mouth “correctly”. I was thinking of hollerin ata chick today after the convention, but that shit was so boring I just felt like relaxing at the hotel bar.

There was no one special at the bar to holler at for the hour I was there, but after a few glasses of Maker’s Mark and Coke, I had the urge to hop online onto FuckHerRight.com. I tried something a little different this time thought. I called the 18 year old and talked to her while watching Scarlett get her pussy railed. It excited me to see how well I could maintain my posture and before I exploded all over my screen, I hung up without saying goodbye, did my damn thing, and picked up the phone to tell her that I was in a bad reception area. After a quick goodnight wish from her, it was nighty night…

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