So many juicy little cunts out there, so little time to fuck with them. What is it with them and candy? How utterly stupid can you be to put yourself in danger over some fucking candy? It happens, a lot more than what you may think. It makes for easy pickings. The trick to it working is that you can’t look like a fucking weirdo, or creeper when offering. Plus, you never approach, you let them come to you. I’ll give you a for instance …
I was waiting for my bus when I pulled out some hard candy. I wasn’t thinking anything of it. I noticed a little one with their Mother watching me. I smiled, they smiled back. I saw the Mom look at me and I said, “I think they want a piece of my candy.” The Mom and I made some small talk then she let me give the little snot a piece. Then the Mom’s phone rang, you know how people get when they are on their phones, they pay no attention. I started talking to the sticky faced shit seated next to me. The whole time the Mom never looked back at us. I waited for about ten minutes then I did what any self respecting twisted deviant minded woman would do. I asked “Miss Sticky Face” if she wanted more candy.
You should of seen the look on her face. It was pure joy, and I couldn’t wait to smash it off that tiny head of hers. I put my hand out, she took it. As we made our way around the corner the Mom was still on the phone, laughing. I wondered if she would be laughing that hard when the newspapers reported finding the mangled body of her little bitch.
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