fucking assholes in toronto - all of you.
I get there - and someone buys me a fucking apartment to stay in - 2 bedroom cause I have my traffic manager with me and i absoulty need to be in the bedroom beside here snoring away keeping her up all night.
then i can't even buy myself dinner - these two smucks from outside the toronto area buy my grub and my wine. and to top that off they both got pissed when I grabbed their girls asses. ok, well one asked me to trade my traffic manager for his girl for the night......and get this, One fucking smuck won't even let me leave without stuffing an expensive cigar in my jacket to take home.
So then i decide to hide out with a friend who lives downtown for the afternoon the next day - to keep the wolves away- and i get dragged to this strip club where the fucking women almost rape me. I didnt think the things they did were legal - apparently some weren't - and the stripper won't take my money but wants my phone # - WHAT THE FUCK am I gona do with a stripper's phone # from toronto? These local women are stupid. I throw that # out.
so later that night I goto the Gfy party - hoping to network but low and behold there are people there that want to party. I'm here with my checkbook ready to do serious business but everyone's drinking away - yacking and smoozing and not there to do what they are supposed to.
how the fuck do any of you get anything done in toronto? Beyond me.
I get there - and someone buys me a fucking apartment to stay in - 2 bedroom cause I have my traffic manager with me and i absoulty need to be in the bedroom beside here snoring away keeping her up all night.
then i can't even buy myself dinner - these two smucks from outside the toronto area buy my grub and my wine. and to top that off they both got pissed when I grabbed their girls asses. ok, well one asked me to trade my traffic manager for his girl for the night......and get this, One fucking smuck won't even let me leave without stuffing an expensive cigar in my jacket to take home.
So then i decide to hide out with a friend who lives downtown for the afternoon the next day - to keep the wolves away- and i get dragged to this strip club where the fucking women almost rape me. I didnt think the things they did were legal - apparently some weren't - and the stripper won't take my money but wants my phone # - WHAT THE FUCK am I gona do with a stripper's phone # from toronto? These local women are stupid. I throw that # out.
so later that night I goto the Gfy party - hoping to network but low and behold there are people there that want to party. I'm here with my checkbook ready to do serious business but everyone's drinking away - yacking and smoozing and not there to do what they are supposed to.
how the fuck do any of you get anything done in toronto? Beyond me.
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