THEY MADE ME DO IT.

Seems nobody wants to take responsibilty for their pervertedness. Today this guy calls me up and when I ask him how he's doing today, he tells me "Not so good, I had a bad night last night."

YES! He's ready to talk and blab about whatever happened last night and all I have to do it egg him on. He tells me he was partying with some friends and coke. They kept putting down lines for him and he kept doing them. Later in the night, they asked for the cash to cover the coke and he told them he didn't have it and they made him pay with his body. Right. Okay, so they made him strip down and wear fake boobies and women's thong panties. Then they gave out a little coke to all the guys there and made him go around and suck their cocks for it. He was talking about this for about 25 minutes, me lending a sympathetic ear to this horrible evening he had to endure. Turns out this kind of thing happens all the time, in clubs, outside, wherever coke and cocks can be found in the same place. After awhile, I just couldn't resist and I asked,

"Why don't you get a job and just pay for the coke?"

"They don't want the money because they know I'll pay with my mouth."

Seems logical enough, you have to believe the lie to keep living it.

As if that wasn't enough, it turns out someone hypnotized him and implanted a post-hypnotic suggestion that whenever someone says "BJ," he takes a piece of clothing off and slaps his ass. What could I do? I worked the word "BJ" into the conversation as many times as possible in the last 10 remaining minutes of the call.

I guess anything is okay as long as someone else MAKES us do it.

Posted by ::: 2005:02:18:19:29