Modern Man's Hustle

I wear my scars like the rings on a pimp. I live life like the captain of a sinking ship.

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 Anthony’s eyes fell to look in disgust at the discarded half-eaten banana on the floor. “Disgusting. Anyways, no, none of that happened- or at least, not that I’m aware.” He gave his shoulders a gentle shake to get him to focus. “But that’s not what I wanted to tell you.”

[thugzila]

      "You mean delicious," he scoffs, eyeing Ant comically with a scrunched expression. "But yeah, anyways, spit it out already. Or do you want me to keep guessing? Did you get a girl pregnant? Oh my gosh, are you pregnant? Ant, how could you." 

[thugzila]

        "Okay, but have you tried turning it off and then back on?" Quentin asks patiently, leaning against the squad car with an expression of absolute interest as he listens to the police officer drone on about his malfunctioning laptop back at home. He seemed genuinely distressed that his laptop had been overheating and blue-screening.         At least they had momentarily forgotten that had been arresting him. 

           The brokers eyes drifted among the sea of people walking past them, trying to find some sort of life line that could save him. 

                                           Bingo.                                Hot girl at 12 o'clock. 

       Q interrupts the officer by waving his arms frantically, yelling for her attention and half-jogging to catch up to her. "Oh my gooood, babe, I haven't seen you in hours," he interrupted, stepping in front of her with a goofy grin on his face. He mutter beneath his breath,"be cool, play along," before looking back at the men in uniform. "Guys, meet my girlfriend. Ain't she dreamy?  

[thugzila]

ahem 

[thugzila]

what are typical fox faces tho 

[thugzila]

dilfcorps replied to your post:dilfcorps replied to your...

maybe

hugs not war, gurl 

[thugzila]

dilfcorps replied to your post:"Babe,"

The brunette dropped his hands onto both of Quentin’s thin shoulders. /”Babe.”/

      "Dude, what? Did someone fall down a well? Little Tommy fell down a well?" He drops his banana on the floor and puts his own hands on Ant's shoulders. "Huh, boy? Tommy is in trouble? Tommy is in the wrong neighborhood? Got cornered by the Crips? Got his shoes stolen?" 

[thugzila]

dilfcorps replied to your post:"Babe,"

iGNORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEe

is this a proposition to fight??? 

[thugzila]

"Babe,"

       "What." 

[dissimulaticn]

Rosie couldn’t figure out why he was laughing. Had she said something particularly humorous? But his laugh is evidence that he isn’t really worried about being in jail, that this is something he’s used to, or something he plans on getting out of easily. So what was her part in all of this? She started to slide out of bed, reaching to her floor to pull on her yoga pants that were discarded before she started her nap. Didn’t find sleeping in them comfortable, and more often than not she was sleeping naked. "A smart phone. Like the one I’m using." Apparently he had his own way of getting out and it required her phone. "Yeah, okay. Which jail are you holed up in?"

[thugzila]

      "Yeah, yeah, exactly," he nods excitedly, forgetting that she can't actually see him. "Download these apps tho; hack.exe and wallbusterME. It'll save me some time."           Quentin spared his wristwatch a glance and realized he had a few minutes on the phone. There was an officer paying attention to him now, eyeing him from his peripheral vision now that he saw him talking into the payphone earnestly. Shit. 

            "I'll see you later, sis," he coughed loudly and scratched his neck with newfound arrogance then continued to whisper for only her to hear. "According to them, you're like my foster sister or something, alright? I promise I'll give you something neat afterwards. Gotta go, bye!"  

           The broker hung up the phone hastily and offered the officer a sly smile, waving his bony hand only to have the man approach him and unhappily throw him back in the cell. Of course, there was always one cop who didn't like him. No matter how cute he was.                   Now he plays the waiting game--how cliche. 

[moonchild-23]

[thugzila]

everyone should see the food babies i get after eating like four cheeseburgers. it's kind of amazing 

[nthirteen]

[hellyeahmalemodels-deactivated2]

[thugzila]

*wispy voice* oh i wish i was beyonce 

[dreamingofbvlgari]

[royalting-deactivated20140615]

i will send you so many potato chips now or latkes i want latkes hi q sick name yeah we talked

[thugzila]

oooomg latkes i havent had those in like 4 days  it's been so long   lets go get some 

[royalting-deactivated20140615]

its not secret everyone knows i am mad g (just kidding i dont have any friends to know that lmao)

hi im lea i think weve talked before

[thugzila]

yeah lea!! we talked like  that one day! yeah i remember. I'm q and my favorite food is anything with potato :**