So me and my boyz were cruizing through the mall the other day, checking out some fly shit at Chessking, hooking up some new Oaklies, got an awesome pair of split sole wrestling shoes at foot locker, they're off the hizzy YO!! But that's when my eye wandered across the way and that's where I saw her. Now I normally don't go for that preppy stuck up type of biach, but this one was kicking!! She was a little shorter than I usually like but she was stacked. Kinda like that girl that used to play violin on Party of Five, but even cuter. Her rack was busting through that A&F tee she had on, and from where she was standing in the window, I almost could see up her denim skirt, didn't look like she was wearing any panties neither!! I've been going to the mall for a long time, but I gotta say I've never seen a body like this. In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that she didn't have a head or legs, that Abercrombie and Fitch mannequin would have been the hottest bitch I ever fucked. Yeah, you heard me right, I hit that shit, right there in the store too. Let me lay it down like this, the way I look at it, we only live once, and when you see a piece of trim that fine, you gotta step. But I'm not a sucka, I didn't want to play myself, so I acted real cool and shit. First I ditched my boyz, didn't want to roll in there with my posse in effect looking like some sort of punk. No I played it cool, walked in, checked the scene out, acted real casual. You know how it is, then I made my move. I walked over acting like I was checking out the oversized zip up hoodies and made eye contact, or at least tried to, like I said, she didn't have no head. But I can tell you, when you've played the game as long as I have, you don't need shit like that to tell when a bitch is feeling you. I played it cool though, I didn't go straight in, I "browsed" a little, checked some shit out, acted like all that crap was beneath me, cause you gotta show 'em you got a little class. Then I started throwing down some rap, "hey baby, that's a cute skirt you modeling, what time they let you take a break?", easy like that. Before I know it, she's on my tip. So now it's on, I just wait until her manager went in the back room to check some shit, and I wheeled that ho straight into the changing room! Now I don't know if any of you ever got it on with a mannequin, but let me tell you, that shit is off the hook! Now I don't want to toot my own horn, but I've knocked boots with a lot of mannequins in my day, from Eddie Bower to that freak in the Limited, I've gone through more wood than a termite. Still, I have to say, the Abercrombie and Fitch mannequin was the hottest piece of ass I've ever nailed. We finally had to cut it short because the other customers were getting wise to our shit. I still got my nut though, you know what I'm saying. Anyhow I waited around a little until her manager wasn't around and I snuck her around the way and bought her an Orange Julius, I figure it was a little classier that way, not that I'm gonna call that ho, but you know how it is. Anyhow, I figured I'd share this with you all, next time you're in an Abercrombie and Fitch, take notice, they have the hottest fucking mannequins ever! I found this on another website called craigslist.org I didnt write this! __________________
I was going to say... I was going to tease you relentlessly for becoming a wannabe homeboy ghetto-child overnight.
