Scottie Drippin
Should Never Mention Me
I once wrote a short story about a pimp called into the jungle by the locals to tame gooned out Amazonian-esque women.
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This story was for an English class taught by a self-described feminist.
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They attacked in waves, erupting from the brush, only to be flattened by precise gunfire. Any ho who survived the wave of bullets were dealt with by Devon personally. He pimp slapped them with no regard for humanity; sometimes spinning on his heel and slapping the shyt out of any trick in his mac-radius.
This story was for an English class taught by a self-described feminist.