Seriously tho :kwame

Gambowl, you could wear that shirt, and carry around a photo of the hottest piece of ass, and tell everyone she was your fiance and she died in one of the buildings trying to help a fireman get to other people.

you'd have pussy tripping over each other to fuck you.

real talk i clicked this link like 8 times before i noticed the shirt i thought gamble was trolling with some indian guy who was internet famous that i wasnt aware of

or like it was a statement on what was going on in the background it really does camouflage

kids face draws ur eyes to it

i already do. and the threesome with my girlfriend and her hottest friend last night was ridiculous. she sobered up this morning complaining, but i was like "thanks"

I think you've been reading the wrong books. You been using your credit card to answer junk mail again?

Everyone knows everyone wants what they cannot have. if you want to game them you can't actually talk to them until they've lost their mindless minds in perplexity - and they're not going to give you a second look unless you impress / interest / intrigue them on first look (ugly guys need to be hilarious, there's no avoiding reality). But you get the signal, then you just slam the door in their face. lock them out of conversation. they don't exist.

To put it retardedly, because they're the biggest retards alive; they will have to prove their worth. There is only one way they know how to be of 'value', to any situation.

I don't make the rules man. but I have played a mean game. no one wins of course. it's not that kind of a game. but if you're going to play then do it properly.