He saw a white woman Saturday, fell madly in love with her, asked her out, she said yes, then he sent like thirty text messages, which apparently was “creepy” and “over the line” and she said it weren’t gonna work out, and she blocked him before he even composited together a response. Blocked him on the phone and on Facebook! Double whammy! She was built like a sexy skunk, like that French one, ass like a barrel of love, shit! Steel wanna dip his dingdong in that bitch like she the spicy mustard from McDonald’s, she got black hair with sorta curls, but not you know, and anyway, she talk like an angel, she got one them smooth country-girl voices, like you could just picture her reading poetry and riding a horse. Prolly not at the same time, that sounds difficult, but you know, on the same day anyway. Like in a “riding crop” maybe, Steel don’t know what that is and he’s too much in love to google it, you google it, but she dumped him just cuz he got long-winded with the texts, he wanna make sure she understand how pretty she is and how Steel felt cuz not many women make him feel like that, shit, she like a rail of coke, she do get a nigga started.