I swear these Twitter botchicks be on something with this "I would have" babble. Imagine some random stranger coming to your crib and throwing static because possible drugs, and you don't know if you or your family are going to die or get skinned and then cooked and possibly die from shock.
Reminds me of this crackhead booster that kept coming around my crib at the time begging to cut grass and other shyt (breh we were trying to make a dollar out of Georgia pine branches I tell ya what). One day, I was so done and this friggin crackheaded cac booster pops up out of nowhere. Before he even took a breath in, I blacked out and told him to go on, I DON'T HAVE ANY GODDAMN MONEY!!
Dude proceed to state that he was trying to help (yeah my yard was a bit fukked up at the time lol), and calls me all sorts of fat b*stards and fukks (I was a bit chunky back then
) and rides off on his bicycle.
Stood ground yes, but paranoid as a bih because what if the booster comes through in the middle of the night and tries to do some nutty shyt? We as men (male marsupials) have strengths and some weaknesses.
I'm so fukking tired of these Alpha ass womenbots that flood Twitter with "I wanna thug" babble, but don't want to take the roughneck with the security.
Either embrace a man's emotions altogether, or have a super robot alpha male that shows no emotion other than the sports game (or for the UK bruvs, the Premier League).