Jewhit/Juruth...Great Perhaps a Kai story will be in the making?
When you keep it nice and simple you can be funny .. only to the getbig audience ... but the reason why you writ here instead of being a famous writer is simple: you overcomplicate things.
Imagine being Phil Heath's belt boy from the days of college basketball and deflowering white chicks in the Black frat house to his discovery of the weight room and steroids. The hiphop blaring from his flashy car causing white men to clutch wifey's arm a little tighter as her snatch moistens eyeing his bulging brown forearm casually resting on the window sill. The hint of violence as he travels through the night life of a "playa" and the smell of his cologne intertwined with the pungent scent of a blunt. Oh, to die!
How is that Sebastian? I think most of his stories are banal in content and nature.
Not in that sense. The wording should be simple and fitting. He paints the picture with neon colors and extreme nuances when a simple combination of pastels and some shadowing would do. He was funny once with Branch. After that he became boring with his ultra bizzare homoerotic fantasies.
You find yourself on all fours...wiping down the chrome rims on Phil Heath's flashy car of the week. The homies have dropped by and they laugh at you and joke as your transluscent pale skin burns in the sun. The crew gather around a grill and throw on some steaks and light their blunts...you realize they have taken over the office jobs, the sales jobs, the lawyer jobs...their man is in the White House...and here you are dressing Phil Heath's tires...afraid to look up, you glance sideways at Phil's tree trunk thighs, and embrace your station in life. Next, the white chicks arrive and start laughing and joking with the brothas, and you wonder if you should ask Phil if you should fetch him a beer...
juruth is the man
I thought that this thread would be about man purses