Waffle, A Love Story

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i can be deep and do love stories too

check this one i’m writing right off the top pf my head

completely unplanned:

“YOU GON’ GIMME MY MONEY!” echoes off the walls of the buildings in the alley. WaffleDaddy, The ultimate pimp was taking care of one of his “employees”. When it came to his money WaffleDaddy was as serious as George Bush is dumb. “Please, WaffleDaddy, I love him.” her voice was petite. It almost made you wonder how she got into the situation she was in. “You love him? You a wh***! Wh*** dont love ! They do what they told and pay me my money! If i dont get my money in the next 5 seconds you gon’ wish you ain’t nevah f***** with me. It was quiet, and one by one each second passed. Her time was up. There was no money in his hand and the open palm he laid out in front of her balled into a fist and he raised it high in the air. It came down with the speed of a rocket and slowly came in contact with her fac-

nah im just joking

but there is a moral to the story

WaffleDaddy is a true pimp and he dont take no mess.

9 thoughts on “Waffle, A Love Story”

  1. Pimpin’ aint easy

    WaffleDaddy knows it

    you should too

    *edit: wrote it off the top of my head. i figured since we have so many love stories lately i would make a “love Story” of my own*

  3. Are you serious?
    If you are,

    Nice.
    You got me too, I didn’t scroll down.

    ~~~~Pirkid~~~~

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