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ADMIT IT HE WAS A LOSER
When A Player Plays Someone Will Get Hurt
No, you were not a good couple
I have a friend who just cannot move on from the less-than-zero guy that invaded her life for less than six months. I can’t call him her boyfriend because that would be a compliment to refer to him as a boy. As is customary she was the last to know that he was leaving physically. He had already checked out mentally.
The guy was leaving her to live with another unsuspecting victim. A new victim with a nice German-made vehicle, clean sheets, a full refrigerator, and the NFL/NBA package that he ordered on her 64-inch flatscreen television.
The loser guy has the same modus operandi. He will need to take the new woman to work and keep her vehicle to search for a job. Hey, loser have you ever heard of Monster, Indeed, or ZipRecruiter? By the way, he’ll need some interview clothes and will pay her back when he lands that new job.
Of course, he’ll need a few Alexander Hamiltons for the gas tank and lunch. A nice crisp Benjamin Franklin would be even better. She can count on him to bring her change back after he buys some flowers for her with her change. He will bring her change back the first time and only the first time.
