The other day I received a text message from my favorite person in the whole wide world. Who is that you might ask? But of course, Jack the man. I always dread when Jack messages me in the middle of the week. It typically means that he wants something or wants me to help him out. Low and behold he wants to borrow $300 from me until he gets paid on Friday. Hahahaha are you shitting me? He can barely pay child support, let alone anything else involving our daughter but he wants me to help him out. Yeah okay.
I immediately laugh at him and said why would I want to give you $300, I would never see that money again. Jack doesn’t “borrow” money. He just takes it and runs with it. I have never seen Jack pay anyone back in the years that I have known him. Then I start to think, why would Jack ask me out of all people. He knows where I stand. We aren’t friends. I don’t care if he can’t afford his bills or anything.
He replies and said they are for bills. Yeah, okay. Well in that case, let me fork over that money. It’s not like I need the money. After all, I don’t have the bills that you have. Instead of causing a war, I just tell him no. That is when he decided to tell me that I am bitch and only care about myself.
Ummm, yeah. I am pretty sure I wouldn’t call someone a bitch when you are asking that person for help. The endless laughs never stop. There is never a dull moment with Jack.
A man who continues to impregnate women with children he can't afford thinks YOU only care about yourself?! He obviously doesn't care about his children. He just wants to rawdog it (with beastly Witless) so he can fully enjoy an orgasm. Fucking loser...
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