Short Story. So dig this… Miami 2011, if you saw the last post relating to that trip then you already know what went on during that trip and the type of element that I was matched with. Anyway, one of the guys was already at the bar talking to two ladies who were there and me and the other cat strolled up and already I knew that I was outnumbered. I was the late addition to the trip and my inclusion made it cheaper for the rest of them but trust I caught onto the plan while there. Anytime that I could be placed as the odd man out, they tried it. Now at the bar, I made sure that I worked my way into the conversation and I asked about her tattoos and she showed me each one and I snapped a photo. The main guy trying to work his “magic” got all “aggy” so me and the other cat dipped. She was tight though and I wanted to put my bid in but I was “outgunned”. Eh well, that’s the game that be. But after that trip, I stopped rocking with that poser crew. It’s never good to have frauds in your circle.