Originally posted by Drunky
I don't think this is Mr. Black and I can tell you why.
I met Mr. Black as promised in his home town at a corner by two supermarkets. I have been quiet about this until now.
He was there at the appointed time...and quite nervous. Obviously older, overweight and under-conditioned, it seemed like an easy score. Little did I know about HER.
Well, she was about three hundred pounds...plus or minus about fifty. As I squared off with Mr. Black I heard weasing behind me. At first it was miniscule and while I 'heard' it I paid it no mind. My focus was on Mr. Black.
It was about the time that I felt the panting on the back of my neck that I fully recognized what the weasing behind actually was...IT WAS A FAT WOMEN WHO WAS REALLY HUNGRY. I barely escaped at that point by simply ducking and rolling to my right.
Mr. Black's eyes were alight. I was trapped in his snare. I was the prey. His wife...his wife....his wife...(shudder)...his wife was...was...the predator. The hunger in her face was evident. She hadn't eaten like this in a while. I barely escape at all.
Luckily I had a Twix in my pocket. Rummaging through my pockets in a febile attempt to stop the beast about to devour me body and soul I found the Twix. Quickly I whisteled, twirled the Twix over my head, and yelled, "Here girl, go fetch." I threw the Twix at Mr. Black.
Mr. Black, eyes confused, caught the Twix. He was confused only for a moment. The next, he was assaulted by Mrs. Black, her only concern was the Twix.
Sadly, Mr. Black was killed that day. Mrs. Black was subdued by the zoo officials with a tranqulizer and it is rumored that she was subsequently moved into the L.A. zoo or to Russia or Germany for 'feminine' studies.
I'm just lucky to be alive today.
And now for the truth.
I was at the albertsons at hwy 544 and murphy rd on the day in question.
And to no suprise Mr tough talk Drunky never showed.
I'm gonna tell you something you coward.
You may find humor in making fun of a mans wife from the safety of the internet .
But to anyone with an once of testicular matter can see your nothing nothing at all.
You have no honor no nothing.
Pray we never meet extrahunk because i will make a point out of knocking the snot bubbles out of your ***.