You’re out and about in a social venue. Club, bar, lounge, you name it. You will see attractive women with good looking hair, high sitting butts, full breasts that could knock you out if you got to close among the other things that attract men to women. You pop up on a young Philly who’s finding you attractive and you’ve shared a few drinks. You’ve danced a bit and the night is closing down. At that point you and the young lady decide to retreat to your place for a night cap. A bit of flirting in the car and then up the stairs to your place. You’ve cleaned up to set the mood a bit and put some wine aside to seal the deal. You are more than happy with the woman that has given consent to allow you to ravage her. As the temperature gets high and and it becomes time for the main event, she’s reaching for the zippers/straps/ties that hold back that beautiful body. When suddenly… things begin to change. The breasts are not as full and high sitting as you originally observed. I’m not talking natural movement and swing… I mean a few inches of depth. The tummy pokes out and is no longer flat. Corsets are a mother fucker. Lets not mention that the wig, nails and other various items go flying into the dark. You have encountered… the Ms. Potato Head.
Now, I know every woman is reading this article thinking, “MF you ain’t perfect”. Indeed this is true, I am not. However, I have never led a woman to believe anything less. I workout to get my self as close as I can to a great body, instead of wearing a corset to hide my less than perfect stomach. I started losing my hair a few years ago, but I’ll never wear a toupee. These girls are out here trying to catfish fellas and they know it. I’ve been a victim of this and so have you. The problem is, there really isn’t a way to prevent it. So, I’m just here to make you aware of it. Let me be frank for a second, and Frank is all about that action boss. I have no problem with a bit of makeup here and few extensions there, however this shit has gone to far. I don’t want to go to sleep next to Jessica Alba and wake up next to Grace Jones. I don’t want to catch an ambulance in the morning because I chewed through my own arm to get away from you. I want to wake up next to the same 7-10 that I drove home with. That’s not to much to ask. Ladies, you need to be upfront with these extra parts and add-ons. Own that sh*t! You should be ashamed, walking around outside with all them Legos on. Looking like a mF’n build-a-bear. That’s Frank.
Seriously though, learn to love yourself. If a man won’t accept you for the original version, you probably don’t want him anyway right? I mean we are all looking for that match, so be the match he wants not the modified match your pretending to be. In addition you don’t need all that stuff to get some late night dingle. Most of us are down for that regardless.
