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Ok, here we go... I got a faghag that has found out her BF was cheating on her. (Old news to everyone else.)
Now I have to explain something about AAP and his fag hags. Yes, I have fag hags. Beautiful women who lurk around me for no good reason that I can think of. I have 3 rules for being my fag hag (stunning good looks requirement already met).
#1 No Sex. You can be around -->ME<-- but you can't sleep with me. Though just being around -->ME<-- is orgasmic enough.
#2 You can date, get married, whatever as long as you understand that -->I<-- shall still be the most important male in your life.
#3 If you should choose to date or get married, you use sound judgement. Because if the person brings you grief then -->I<-- have to be the one to go over, whup his ass, and then put up with you whining about it for three months.
So I got a faghag and her man is cheating on her. That's bad. For a few reasons :
A) He's cheating on her. (big mistake)
B) He's cheating on her and not with me. (bigger mistake)
C) -->I<-- ain't never liked his ass no way. (biggest mistake)
So she finds out. Despite everyone else knowing, she is the last to know. Now this Thursday he is leaving for his so called business trip to Iowa (but really going to Lexington) to meet this chic he has been e-fucking for a while and just now hooking up for the first time. We have put our bright minds together (though it is really all -->ME<--) And this is what we have come up with for revenge.
You have to realize this guy is a clothes whore and immensely proud of his dashing duds. What he does is pack his bag in the morning with all his fancy threads and then on the way to the airport they stop for breakfast somewhere. When he leaves this time, we have someone that is going to go to the diner and while they are eating, she is going to go to the car (faghag already gave her the spare key) take his bag and empty all his clothes out and refill it with womens clothes. Wigs, panties, etc... We figure when he gets there and the girl sees what kind of clothes he has brought with him, she will freak out, like, to the max.
While he's gone, we throwing out what little bit of shit he has in my faghag's apartment. (that I can't wear of course.)
Now I have to explain something about AAP and his fag hags. Yes, I have fag hags. Beautiful women who lurk around me for no good reason that I can think of. I have 3 rules for being my fag hag (stunning good looks requirement already met).
#1 No Sex. You can be around -->ME<-- but you can't sleep with me. Though just being around -->ME<-- is orgasmic enough.
#2 You can date, get married, whatever as long as you understand that -->I<-- shall still be the most important male in your life.
#3 If you should choose to date or get married, you use sound judgement. Because if the person brings you grief then -->I<-- have to be the one to go over, whup his ass, and then put up with you whining about it for three months.
So I got a faghag and her man is cheating on her. That's bad. For a few reasons :
A) He's cheating on her. (big mistake)
B) He's cheating on her and not with me. (bigger mistake)
C) -->I<-- ain't never liked his ass no way. (biggest mistake)
So she finds out. Despite everyone else knowing, she is the last to know. Now this Thursday he is leaving for his so called business trip to Iowa (but really going to Lexington) to meet this chic he has been e-fucking for a while and just now hooking up for the first time. We have put our bright minds together (though it is really all -->ME<--) And this is what we have come up with for revenge.
You have to realize this guy is a clothes whore and immensely proud of his dashing duds. What he does is pack his bag in the morning with all his fancy threads and then on the way to the airport they stop for breakfast somewhere. When he leaves this time, we have someone that is going to go to the diner and while they are eating, she is going to go to the car (faghag already gave her the spare key) take his bag and empty all his clothes out and refill it with womens clothes. Wigs, panties, etc... We figure when he gets there and the girl sees what kind of clothes he has brought with him, she will freak out, like, to the max.
While he's gone, we throwing out what little bit of shit he has in my faghag's apartment. (that I can't wear of course.)
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AAP how many fag hags do you have? I lost contact with my token gay male friend so I have been looking for a new fag to hag. Should I send you my references?
