Hey you! Yes, I’m talking to you!

YOU are a customer of my massage parlor, and every other massage parlor within 50 miles of here. You go to all the places, looking for thrills. You like asian girls, and especially dirty ones. You yourself are not so clean, but you think you are cleaner than the average and that the girls are filthy, so no harm done. You, my friend, are an ass.

And that doesn’t bother you either, because you feel that it doesn’t matter if you’re fat, ugly, dirty or an asshole.. you’re still better than some whore and so no matter, you’re winning and that’s funny to you. You’ve got the cash, and you can choose the girl, so you rule and she’s a stinkin’ whore.

But one day you will wake up and realize what a pathetic piece of shit you are, and nothing will make you feel better. You will go to the downest, dirtiest crack whore and she’ll still say no to your sorry ass. And you’ll rebuff that dumb bitchc and try another, and they’ll all show you by their faces that you, sir are a filthy pathetic piece of shit unworthy of even a down and diseased crack whore.

But you’ll just move along, to find one even further down and dirty and filthy and then you’ll fuck that and feel good again. You’ve got to get over someone; that’s what keeps you afloat.

And then one day, while you are kneeling in cat shit on the broken wood floor of an asian crack whore’s apartment in the worst part of town, trying to slip your too-soft manhood into her too-hard pussy with your too-fat belly in the way and her too foul ass too close to your nose, you’ll look sideways to belch and see the rat on the ledge. And when you look back you’ll see her rotting teeth grinning at you, as she tells you “hurry up honey, me horny”. And you’ll smell her putrid rank like someone opened the sewer, and she’ll squeeze your dick and you’ll feel scabs and pull back with a new awareness that this time, you may have gone too far. As your knee slides on the cat shit you stumble to gain balance, bang your chin against her backside and press your hand to the floor where it knocks an empty bottle and your elbow gives way as your fat self falls to the side, and there you are. Oversized underwear around your ankles, bare ass on the filthy floor, limp dick skimming the dust and slight itchies tingling your hairy asshole, as she stands up and pulls up her own filthy stained panties. “Fuckyou honey” she says, with derision.

You’re nothing but a worthless piece of shit, only you don’t know it yet. Everyone else does, honey. But we tolerate you because yes, we want your cash, but more so because this shitty world is bad enough without us turning down your sorry ass just because you’re scum. Someone wanted to pay me to fuck me when I was at my worst, and that helped me dig out and save myself. I’ll never forget those guys, because their money saved me, and they could have had better for the same price but they picked me. And now I pick you to help save your sorry ass from another shitty day of meaninglessness.

Ever wonder why she took your low-ball offer last time you cheated a whore out of fair wages? Think it was because you are all-powerful and she, the filthy low-life crack whore needs the cash? No, honey. It’s because any asshole that needs to low-ball a filthy whore and then still fucks her when she accepts such a small amount for sex, is more worthless and needy than she is. He needs the fuck more than she needs the cash, and her knowing she’s better than you helped save her day. She takes the potential karma, honey, and tolerates your foul breath and weak dick through all 4 minutes of your pathetic attempt to get off. no harm done, eh?

So go fuck yourself, honey. See you on the other side. We can laugh at each other till eternity.