CRACK ATTACK!

You spit it all out. Bobby seems disappointed.

"Man, you just like Whitney! That shit aint right, homie. You gots to finish what you start, playboy. This shit is lamer than Eminem's last album!" You can't help but feel sorry after his soulful speech. "I'm sorry," you intone softly. "I'm sorry, Bobby. It's just that...I don't want to go to Hell, you know?"

Bobby shakes his head. "Man, you already on the fast track to Hell as it stands. You think swallowing my jizzle fo' shizzle is gonna make it any worse, my nizzle? You outta yo' God damn mind, man. But you made me come, so I'll keep my end of the bargain." He tosses you a couple fat pebbles, which you greedily snatch out of the air. "Now get on outta here, cracker. And don't come back 'til you got some money or you're ready to swallow my shit!" And he slams the door.

Damn. So it's like that. And since when did Bobby Brown talk like Snoop Dog? Maybe Bobby had a point, however. You never finish anything you start...well, not quite true. You look at the crack wresting in your palm. You always finish smoking all your crack!

And this case is no exception. That night you get high as a mother fuckin' kite in the sky. The following day, however, you find yourself crackless once more. Damn. If you'd just have swallowed, you'd have enough crack to get you through several more days. But you didn't, so you don't. We, the United Crack Dealers of America, hope you've learned a valuable lesson. WHEN YOU'RE SUCKING ANOTHER MAN'S DICK FOR SOME CRACK, BE SURE TO FOLLOW THROUGH AND SWALLOW HIS SEMEN!

True that.
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