WHY DID VEWWA NEVA MAWWY, MAMMY ?

At around age 19 , I formed a life-long craving for low-life women. Pretty soon I found myself living with a low life lady of 22, who later bore my child (who I have never met), and before she successfully sued me for 18 years of child support, I learned a lot sleeping at her low life apartment, with her low life parents. 46 years later, she's dead of AIDS, her gangster brother is after me, and I know not WHAT happened to the kid, but 3000 miles away, I'm philosophical about it, even going so far as to have my crummy picture taken at the Wilshire Lacma light poles, just to prove I'm a real Angelino. (Actually from Riverside). 

Am I gay? Who can say. 
I like me a lot, so maybe I'm self-gay or something. 

Come and hang with me at Yucca & Vine, and I'll show you what 50 years of lowlife scuzz-luv has taught me. Some real moves, mama. Milli Chili Vanilli moves, mama-yo! That's why I don't marry. Lack of any feelings. No heart, no emotions, just ME-love supreme , and a few Chinese Karaoke checks every 6 weeks. And, Oh Yeah.... 

LOW LIFES ! 
Come & get it, Lowlifer SPREAD-LEGGERS! ! 

Baby I'm Yorzzz!


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