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I ain’t bullyin’ no one. You a grown man. Kinda.

You spend all day telling them how to spend their life just so you can go home to what I’m guessing is a sad little apartment all by yourself, microwave a sad little TV dinner, lift your little weights like a fucking convict. Hey, how much furniture do you have that isn’t a bench press?

Thickman growled, making that mustache shake. “I ain’t bullyin’ no one. You a grown man. Kinda.” He throatily chuckled.
“Okay, well, I’ve had enough of that. I am a man, you piece of shit. At least I’m man enough to pursue my own life instead of domineering some fucking college boys. You spend all day telling them how to spend their life just so you can go home to what I’m guessing is a sad little apartment all by yourself, microwave a sad little TV dinner, lift your little weights like a fucking convict. Hey, how much furniture do you have that isn’t a bench press?”

From The Basketball Coach

A man’s gotta have composure

Vietnam was like a stencil in his mind, inscribing itself upon a’ry sensation that sat still long ’nuff.

The jailhouse seemed solitatious and dark, cavernous in its stillness, the air moist and dense. T’was silent, yet Buck heard the jungle crickets and screeching nightbirds of Vietnam. He knewed them sounds wasn’t real, but he ain’t pluss ’bout it. Buck got composure, that was why. A man’s gotta have composure. Anytime the world quieted, his mind ran o’er with memories, rearing they head whenever nothing real could muscle ’em out. Vietnam was like a stencil in his mind, inscribing itself upon a’ry sensation that sat still long ’nuff.

From Buck the Conservative

Alyssa made him feel like he had a life ahead of him.

Back then, before all that went down, he was convinced Alyssa was who he should have been with all along.

Alyssa Grant. She was Wayne’s long-time mistress when he was married to Melinda. When it all blew up, Alyssa dumped him and Melinda divorced him.
Back then, before all that went down, he was convinced Alyssa was who he should have been with all along — figuratively, as Alyssa would have been fourteen when he married Melinda — Alyssa was twentyish when he met her — he loved Alyssa more than anything. It was how he felt with Melinda those first couple years, before marriage and dulldom and the girls came along. Alyssa made him feel like he had a life ahead of him.

From Wayne the Ex-Cop

He kept one hand covering his crotch

The gym bros were a bunch of macho chads with chins and shoulders and big swinging penises that flopped between their legs like sausages too thick for their casings. His just sort of poked out like an escaping worm. He felt shriveled.

He took off his clothes and went into the shower. He kept one hand covering his crotch. He did not like being naked among the muscle-bound jocks and hairy men who lifted weights here. They made him self-conscious. The worst part was that they didn’t pay him any mind. They didn’t bully him or laugh at his small penis or skinny body or tell him he was using the weight-lifting machines incorrectly (which he had worried about until watching all the official training videos on YouTube for the model numbers of the machines in this gym). That was why he worked out in the early morning. There were usually women at the gym this early but not many men.
The gym bros were a bunch of macho chads with chins and shoulders and big swinging penises that flopped between their legs like sausages too thick for their casings. His just sort of poked out like an escaping worm. He felt shriveled.
From The Factory Foreman

Craving sin was just as much a sin as committing it

He’d be able to afford a proper wedding and a home on a farm, and he could build a life with her, a godly life.

Craving sin was just as much a sin as committing it. Sin occurs in the heart first. It then infects the real world. So a Godly man must stop it before it can leave his heart.
Besides, he had a woman whose love was real. Her name was Daisy Mae Lovejoy, and her daddy owned a apple orchard next to the Turnip farm. It was his love for her that led Jeb to take this job in Remote, Alaska.
It paid well, and he’d have enough when he returned home to propose to Daisy Mae. He’d be able to afford a proper wedding and a home on a farm, and he could build a life with her, a godly life.
From Jeb the Farmboy

Rocky could turn the wives out on their backs

A man who couldn’t pay his debt ain’t enough of a man to defend his wife either.
Rocky wasn’t like that. He was no rapist.

And Mister Gregarian done made it clear that Rocky could turn the wives out on their backs, legs spread for whoever could pay the debt. That was a consequence of deadbeatery. A man who couldn’t pay his debt ain’t enough of a man to defend his wife either.
Rocky wasn’t like that. He was no rapist. If a woman had gotta sell her cherry pie, he wouldn’t stand in her way, but he wouldn’t make her do it. He done explained that to Signor Caraldo, and he explained it today yet again to Signor DeSantos.

From Rocky the Ex-Con

On the downlow

Raython’s father had a lot of similar rules, different things that made someone a real man or not.

When he touched Desmond’s back, he was reminded he was with a man and was struck with anxiety. Raython’s father used to say it was alright for a man to be “on the downlow” so long as he was always on top. But Raython’s father had a lot of similar rules, different things that made someone a real man or not. Raython was intensely worried he would violate one accidentally.

From Desmond at College

Young men are drowning in a male-strum of toxic cities

He done share prison cells with lotta handsome young things like Rico, with tasteful muscles and cute tattoos and a tight ass you could bounce a kitten off of.

Rico frowned at Thumper like he ain’t wanna explain that none his niggas got a couch for him to sleep on. Rico do be frowning! Young niggas was like that these days. A steamy-green bitch on the news said young men was “drowning in a male-strum of toxic cities”. That sounds bad, Thumper feel sorry for ’em. Rico scoffed like he was too handsome to drown in a male-strum.
Thumper returned to the ramshackle shack with a pizza and a willingness to share it with that Rico nigga. Even the free pizza ain’t turn Rico’s frown upside-down, as he bin calling his niggas all day. He bin calling the niggas of his niggas in the hunt for a couch to sleep on.

You see, his girlfriend done left him. Rico told a long, frown-filled story about how she was a touchy bitch, and she don’t want him now that he got arrested dealing coke. She only dated him cuz he got cocaine and stacks of dollars in his pockets. A pocket-empty nigga is a bitchless nigga. His mama done kick him out for bringing shame and frowns upon the family domicile, plus Rico got a stepdad who don’t like him none. Guess stepdad don’t find frowny niggas with dimples and shiny skin as arousing as Thumper do.
Thumper find ’em plenty arousing indeed! He done share prison cells with lotta handsome young things like Rico, with tasteful muscles and cute tattoos and a tight ass you could bounce a kitten off of.

From The Ex-Con, the Prettyboy Thug and Gang Loyalty

Old ladies is oown this Earth to dis’pprove

“Her mama ain’t nevuh gunna like nuffin’. That’s how women is, dummy. Old ladies is oown this Earth to dis’pprove.”

“Her mama ain’t nevuh gunna like nuffin’. That’s how women is, dummy. Old ladies is oown this Earth to dis’pprove.”

From Tyrell the Mandingo

Authority was a double-edged sword

If word got out that nobody was protecting this beach, they would all come do and do the same thing. This area’d be crawling with gropers and rapists. None of the women’d be safe.

If word got out that nobody was protecting this beach, they would all come do and do the same thing. This area’d be crawling with gropers and rapists. None of the women’d be safe.
Dale had the same concern as Poahi — everybody at the beach expected Dale to do something. Authority was a double-edged sword: perks in good times, obligations in bad.

From Poahi the Lackey