That’s how it is out there.
That's what I heard.That’s how it is out there.
man first off.. there is a big difference going on a cruise with a chick...
and going on a cruise solo or wit da fellas...
you will have a great time with your significant other.. cruises are really made for lovers..
buuuuuuuut
dolo or with your boys
you have an unforgettable time that yall will be talkin about for years..
but it has to be a carnival...cruise for the wild shit..I mean other cruises are wild too... but them freaky ass girls and wives be on that carnival cruise...
where ever you see groups of girls you better believe most of them are dtf if they meet something that peaks their interest..
and if you wash yo ass.. have all your teeth present cleaned and brushed
and know how to talk to chicks....you will be interesting..
bang bang bang
just avoid stupid fights.. too many hoes to be tusslin on the floor wit dudes...
Word?!?Sadly, going on a cruise with your signif is when you get MUCH play from chicks, especially Beckys.
Word?!?That free cruise liquor be having everyone turnt
Bruh, solo white women on a boat are just as thirsty as brothers at a hole in the wall strip club. And they are bold and aggressive with it. One time, this group of white chicks was sitting at a table next to us during the Michael Jackson trivia contest. When one of them saw that we were getting all of the questions right, one of them said, "I should be sitting with him!". then she started moving her chair closer to me, until she was literally resting her arm on my thigh, and that's when the wife put the brakes on it. She was like, "You know that's my husband, right?", and Becky went into her "Oh my God! I didn't mean no harm!" speech. My wife was like, "Was that bitch serious?! How she gon' act like I wasn't there?!"Word?!?
Never been on one.
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Bruh, solo white women on a boat are just as thirsty as brothers at a hole in the wall strip club. And they are bold and aggressive with it. One time, this group of white chicks was sitting at a table next to us during the Michael Jackson trivia contest. When one of them saw that we were getting all of the questions right, one of them said, "I should be sitting with him!". then she started moving her chair closer to me, until she was literally resting her arm on my thigh, and that's when the wife put the brakes on it. She was like, "You know that's my husband, right?", and Becky went into her "Oh my God! I didn't mean no harm!" speech. My wife was like, "Was that bitch serious?! How she gon' act like I wasn't there?!"