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scraps of knowledge: women

confidence. in one word, that is me. who is the guy that will tell your boyfriend to go fuck himself and that he dosent deserve a single thing in life, including you? confidence incarnate. im not big or "hot" as one giddy high school chick would put it, but i am just...cooler than those guys. thats me. the one dude calling you sweetheart real soft so your knees shake. HA. its always me. whats that? awwww, homeboy has a problem with me? why is a 5 foot 120 pound lady telling me this. all ive ever said is step up and swing...i bet you strike out, no dugout...emergency room. girls like to be special, and each one is in their own right. to understand is to achieve final victory in all that game you spit. careful though, say it dont spray it. experience trumps all. you can be Brad fuckin Pitt and still fail. never treat it like a game. dont keep count. never talk of one girl in front of another. any common sense rule you can think of...follow it. im not preaching to you, im not gonna Jessie Jackson the shit out of you, but i can say this: dont lie, cheat, or just walk away. not only does she hate you but her friends hate you and their friends hate you. be chill and mac your way not the stale commercial shit just talk to them...its just a woman.

off your xbox and into real life. i will point you out,all of you. with the exception of one or two people on CIBxINFANTRYx and DMF PERDiTiON's friend lists...GO GET LAID!! please, for me. as for mentioned: women arent the davinci code. cracking their secrets is like an egg

now to recap. im Mikey this was fun and you are all below me. take this scrap of knowledge i have bestowed upon you and use it to your advantage. please. except you nightmare...your hopeless.

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