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Originally Posted by AZB
thandie, the girls he takes to motels who are girlfriends of other foreigners, would explain to you more about the type and quality the foreigners date, not who badpiece dates. he has mentioned earlier he can fluctuate between barrio sluts to educated girls who have real jobs. so in my previous post where I let loose some of badpiece's hunting techniques explain the foreigners usually don't date the real classy dominican girls. they usually date easy girls who would bed badpiece in a NY minute, exactly after shedding crocodile tears in front of their own tearful foreign guys who are about to board a plane. This shows the expats and foreign guys date girls who are not exactly cream of the crop in DR society. The OP has not responded after the first post. I guess he has answered his own questions by thinking deeply into badpiece's questions.
Thandie, do you have any more confusions? Please state them, we are here to help people like yourself.
have a nice weekend.
AZB
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An oldie but goodie:
A Week in the Life of AZB
Monday
I go to best colmado in town. Order beer made by my good personal friend Mr. Presidente. Curse to myselfs at barrio rat motos who are in line ahead and behind of me. Today I’m in classy medical office, which is in classy business part of town. Too bad its right next to puta bar, with many putas in it. I have been many times, only to complain to owners. And have cuba libre. And meet new friends. Who are in no way putas, of course. They are all students at college. I eat at TGI Fridays, a super classy spot. Jack Daniels ribs are sin meat, but very tasty.
Tuesday
I spend time on computers. I am as widely regarded computers expert, even though peoples tell me my spell/grammar chek is broken. I tell them I don’t now whut thay are talking about, stupid gringos.
Today is day for exercise as PUCMM Universidad. Many light skinned, middle and upper class chicas there (which is better). I comb hair and put on nice smelling colognes. I tie running shoes tight and wear crushed velour sweats (a Pakistani favorite). I run, but chicas run faster. Light skinned chicas stay in such good shape. Not like ugly darker skinned putas (see below).
Wednesday (aka “below”)
It is Cabana Day! I find dark-skinned puta (defined as any woman darker than me who talk to me on street). Tell her to call and we arrange. I would never be with woman same color as me, AZB, in streets. What would classy upper crust think of me? I take her straight to Cabana and use her like nasty darker skinned puta should expect. When done, I call my classy, respectable friends and we meet up at street corner, kick her out of car, take turns spittting on her and call police on her prostitutions. We then go to classy, respectable spots to meet middle class chicas. I won’t tell you where, we don’t like seeing trashy gringo scums at our spots.
Thursday
More combing hair and colognes. I also press shirts and dress niceley. I get into propane powered corolla. It is powered by PROPANE. Make fun of all the moto driving, gua gua riding cueros. Hang out with my Range Rover driving friends, who see me as equal. Today is day to hear special concert at my friend’s friend’s friend’s friend’s house. He is practically like familley and I call for many favors.
Friday
Today Robert on DR1 had me labeled a patron saints. He said even if I am mean, rude crude, obnoxious, arrogant, overbearing, underinformed, myopic, abusive, aggressive, disingenuous, elitist, racist, colorist, classist, classless, misogynistic, semi-sadistic, hypocritical and (worst of all) not a very good writer I am still his friend, which makes everything I say ok.
Weekends
I go to Sosua and spend night pointing out and laughing at all the ugly middle-age gringos with receding hair who go to Sosua to pick up ugly dark skinned poor putas. They are nothing like me, AZB. I find new friend at disco, who is light skinned medical student that night. But when we awaken in the morning, she’s disappeared and ugly dark skinned puta has magically taken her place. Glad my classy friends are within spitting distance, the same thing happened to them too.
I spend breakfast on beach, reflecting on how good AZB’s week went….