‘jim’, my personal trainer is mad at me, and you know what that means, more sit up-lunge-hammer-curl-things. i didn’t mean to offend him, what kind of retarded idiot do you think i am? it was his birthday and i really thought about it. i mean, what do you get a guy who races sharks to…
Category: big black guy
the return of the big black guy.
i’ve written about my drug dealer; ‘big black guy’ before, but being a laggard i don’t know how to link you to that post, so if you want to read it you’ll have to scroll back to the beginning to check it out. (‘my branded life’ maybe you can show me how to do this…