Haterz Gonna Hate

I'm standing in my friend's bar.
He wants me to pacify this girl while he rails out her friend.
She's in the military.
Red flag of the motherfucking century. She has that banged out feeling of a girl who's gotten waaaaay to much constant dick attention for years on end.
I lost any and all interest I might have possibly had in her. I see the fade. I see the figurative wrinkles.
I play it super cool b/c she lives in pork/cock sword central fuck off redneck white people town.

I also play it super cool b/c I don't give a fuck and I don't bother with girls like her.
She's not pretty enough for this ride.
In other news.....my new girl is texting me gorgeous pictures of herself.
My eyes and my dick and my heart are consumed by the newness of her.
This blonde military chick barely wanting me to hit on her in my friend's bar barely registers in my mind.
She cannot understand a man that isn't trying to fuck her like she's the last vagina on earth.

Blonde military girl grows ill.
She looks over my shoulder and sees a picture my new girl sent me.
She tries to hate.
I fucking laugh out loud and shake my head and call her a fucking spiteful ass hater.
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I laugh and my buddy steals my keys.
We get into the car, and he hands them back to me...he gets out to take care of something with some slag at the bar....and I disappear into the night like a fucking ninja and drive myself home to sleep in my own bed.