Once when I was 13 I thought how great it would be to one day meet the perfect girl one that was beautiful and that you could actually talk to about stuff other than “how fat she thinks she is” and “how depressed she is” and boohoo, and I also thought how nice it would be to spend all hours of the days with my wonderful girlfriend and take to dinner ($30+) movie 2 tickets ($13) put-put golf uh ten bucks I guess, gas you used ($4) after that thought, I decided quake 3 would last longer and took her to the beach instead, chicks like the stars and ocean and walking and shit , you like getting yer hand in her clam, and that costs you nothing, I’m mean if you take her to dinner and spend all that money she will feel like a whore, because if you ever spend any money whatsoever on a girl (besides ones you wouldn’t fuck) you have just acted in prostitution, example if you took your girlfriend to 2 dinners and 3 movies basically $100 depending on where you took here to dinner, before you fucked her, then all you might as well have done is go and get your dick sucked for 5 bucks on the corner of Martin Luther King and Crenshaw, because you coulda saved 95 bucks instead of that high paid whore, and then I imagined how great it would be to get married and grow old with the same face everyday of my liiiiife, then I turned 14 and slapped myself, man I really felt like a bitch.
WHAT???*
Just a thought, but I have noticed that relationships are no longer the traditional, guy pays for everything type. Girls I have been out with have offered to cover the tip on the dinner, or pay for coffee after. And there is a big difference between a prostitute and a girlfriend.
The facts, although interesting, are irrelevent.
Imagine how refined you’ll be when you turn 15.
Habit rules the unreflecting herd. - Wordsworth