Here's a graffiti writing story.its true.
I'm tagging a raised store sign on the BACKSIDE of the sign,we got on the roof from the stairwell..anyhow,its a stripmall,2 stories and levels..in the middle of painting,fumes and paint,cans everywhere,an exit door suddenly flys open,and 4 middle age black women come out in a rawkus fashion for a smoke break,they were in the store above..we were busted or so we thought,dove behind an a.c. unit to hide on the roof top..hilarious conversation next,and we had to remain silently hidden..
"Oh no girl,ooo,all you just do is you gotta ease it in real slow.."
"Yea,get some baby oil and grease it up,and it may hurt but get it loosened up and and after he in,girl let him do his thang!"
"Yea,I let him play round mine with his fingers first and get it loose.."
"I don't care what you crazy bitches are saying,I ain't letting him put that big thing in my asshole..no way!"
True story.
Tell me girls don't talk like thatm.bullshit..and I don't watch much t.v..
