A Hard Head Makes For A Soft Ass

“So you’re from the show-me state, huh?” This was the line that escaped the lips of this high-yellow brother pulling up at the gas station this morning. Tired of guys following up with the played out “well show me something good” line, I decided to cut this one off before he even started. So I responded with “Yeah, I am. Now what clever line are you going to throw at me using that bit of info?” He was taken back for a minute but then he started to laugh. Apparently, the females out here are usually pretty thirsty and welcome any sort of advancement from the opposite sex. My resistance is a dead give-away that I am not a Chicago native. I thought he gave up as he mumbled something under his breath and drove into the gas spot next to me. But when I turned around, he was pumping out the last of my gas for me. So we started to chat and I found out that he just let go of his “boo” because she was a terrible nagger. Feeling very cynical today, I asked him how he would respond if I told him that I myself have been called a nagger by every single man that I have ever went out with. “I would say that I need to see for myself.” I shook my head and laughed aloud. “And if I told you that I was the type of female that slashes tires, busts windows, and scratch up cars…you would still end up walking off of this lot with my number, wouldn’t you?” What do you think he said? I’m sure you didn’t have to think too hard. He said “Yeah, I would.” This goes to show you that giving a man a fair chance to withdraw his proposal to get to know you based on your issues and bad traits up front is a pointless act of consideration as he doesn’t give a damn. Why? Because he thinks you are cute. But I guarantee you, if I ended up slashing this mans tires 3 months from now, he will swear up and down that he didn’t know I was a psycho. YES you did. I told you within the first five minutes of us talking. See, a hard head makes for a soft ass.