This is Jeff. Jeff is single. Jeff is a loser.
Jeff is a single loser.
See Jeff's chest? Read Jeff's chest.
Let's all laugh at Jeff.
Pathetic isn't it? Don't be a "Jeff".
I mean...really? Okay so Jeff calls me last night to tell me what a d-bag he was. When the first words out of your mouth are, "Hello, my name is Jeff. I'm a loser" (admission is always the first step) what do you think I am going to do with that information? LMAO.
I spent the next 45 minutes drilling into Jeff's head that NOT ONLY is he a loser, he was paying me to tell him so. Also Jeff can't get laid and has to resort to furious hand humping and other means for satisfaction. Jeff is a chronic masturbator. (it says so right on his chest) Imagine that!
While I am sure most women would tell him for free, I enjoyed getting paid to humiliate, laugh and taunt him about his overall general pathetic existence. He begged and begged for me to put him here so others could laugh at him, and who was I to deny him? It wasn't THAT type of call. *wink*
He proceeded to send me pictures of him doing various humiliating things (he's VERY flexible, BTW) while I laughed at his retarded antics. He then excused himself at the end of the call to go buy alcohol. Yeah Jeff, that's going to do wonders for you. As if you weren't stupid enough, let's add alcohol to the mix. That will absolutely make you funnier, smarter and so much more appealing to us ladies.