A Bitter View

Well peeps might find this funny but fuck it since its the type of shit im working on changing this is my first step. Today is the first day of the summer semester of my college. I didn’t want to go to school for this semester but I wouldn’t make money without going to keep my bills paid. Now that the irony is out of the way, to add on to my antisocial megalomaniacal personality my lack of controlling my flatulents also adds onto my not getting lucky in the female department.

Today one of the regular chicks im familiar seeing a lot with one of the most sexiest, seductive D.S.L.’s I’ve never seen on a broad asked me for help on the computer station she was on. After staring hypnotized at her tasty D.S.L.’s the entire time I went over to help her. Now it was bad enough I threw on a damn T-shirt that's wrinkled as hell. I wasn’t anticipating her being here this semester (Yeah I know, no excuse). As I approached her I felt my ass inflate with Vitamin F due to the bag of bbq chips I ate. I said to myself “nigga PLEASE don’t let one go in front of this dime” but my ass was like “Ah can’t Help it! Ah’m Gonna Blow!” Luckily I was able to use my ass muscles to let out one simple quiet 1 second poot. Now the tactics came in trying to hide this smelly fart. What did I do? I tried to intercept the aroma by sitting in front of her and waving my wrinkled shirt in the direction to push it away. I’m not sure if that did the trick. Either way I’m not getting her number anytime soon. Nice D.S.L.’s though...