CHAD
May 10th 2018
“Goddamn those mother f*****g crutch munching cowboys!” I yell as I barge through the doors of the club.
I f*****g told Maddie they wouldn't let my beat-up face in the strip clubs.
“Tell them you're an MMA fighter.” She said.
I did, and the doorman had the nerve to stand there and laugh at me with a death wish hanging off the tail of his crooked nose.
“Mate, have you seen yourself?” He chuckled as people flowed through the doors looking at me.
“Yeah, I'm the underdog,” I smirked, trying to sound tough.
“Yeah, No one's going to believe the bullshit that just came out of your mouth, Chad.”
“What the f**k you mean by BELIEVE?”
I felt offended!
I just wanted to get myself some cheap p***y.
I head towards the
