The "pretty-boy rug hustler"  

SoftcaramelT 52F
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1/18/2006 8:42 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

The "pretty-boy rug hustler"


Recently,I had the opportunity to meet the pretty boy rug hustler.This is the male who is so pretty that he would knock you out the way so that he could take over the entire bathroom mirror,in order to get a look at his outrageous tie and to wink at himself.He is soooo sweet looking you would lick him like a lolly pop. He generally sports one humongous tattoo, usually deftly and precariously placed on a muscled bicep.This candy licker looker has one major problem. Pussy gets thrown in his direction so much so that he loses his mind and recovers his losses when he comes in pussy that is fertile. Tsk tsk. He gets so caught up in his poor choices that he becomes a rug..to be walked upon constantly, without end. The women who snatched him up wanted pretty babies so they made sure that the costumed pussy presented to him was worth the fuck. Too late. They're prego. And guess what happens to the pretty boy rug now? He now becomes a hustler..out there in that cold, cruel world working incessantly at a dead end job in order to pay that court ordered child support for not one,or two, but for three babies by three different babies mamas. Dayum!! Get this brother some condoms quick or just convince him to have that operation..not to remove his mind..he's going to need that to make better choices..but to remove those pretty boy sacks.Pretty boy rug hustler,being seen in a neighborhood, working at a theater near you!Help the boy out, fellas!

SoftcaramelT 52F

2/6/2006 6:06 am

On 2/5/06 Some "hot" pretty boy sent me a message. I was not impressed by his looks..I was more interested in his mind. I learned from his response,because I rejected him,that he was another pretty boy rug. Only ignorant. Get some knowledge,my man. If you can't deal with the TRUTH..then let someone else lie to you. JUST.. Not on my watch..


SoftcaramelT 52F

2/12/2006 6:21 pm

On 2/10/06,on my way up to the Den in Harlem,I sat across from another "pretty boy" who was listening to his MP3 player. He gave me this "pouting" look like I was supposed to be impressed by it. I decided to ignore him. I wanted to see if he was affected by me, so I suddenly got up,stepped into his space,and took another seat near him. He blanched. He also craned his neck to glance at me until he got off. I laughed inside. "Pretty boys" are a trip!Calm the fuck down!!!


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