It doesn't matter how smart I am if I don't find three people I want to fuck each month. I don't care what kind of mark they put on my neck. If I'm not in the mood and I got a number to make, they're controlling it.

[ It can be dressed up all he wants, but the result is the same: the decision for sex is out of their hands. It's annoying, and it's a pain in the ass.

Another large drink. He's almost out of beer. ]

You're saying to pick the three I want to fuck so they don't let other people fuck me. I know how to handle it. Don't waste your time worrying about me. I'm not some blushing virgin.