If you have trouble talking to women, picture how they would look fat. Because if your marry them, that's how they'll probably end up.

I was into this girl a long time ago and we both hit it off, she was super cute but her mom was even cuter. After a couple of months of dating I was totally in love with this girl and contemplated proposing knowing that she was gonna stay hot forever. I finally did and she said yes, but first she had to tell me something that she neglected to tell me before. She explained how she was adopted as a baby and didn't know or want to search for her birth mother since she thought of her adopted parents as being her only parents and heard stories that her real mom was a drug addict and prostitute.

I freaked the fuck out knowing the whole reason I wanted to marry this girl was to bang a hot chick for the rest of my life. I went into panic mode not knowing what this girl was gonna grow up to become which led me to convince my fiance that she should search out her real mother. We sold off some of her jewelry then hired a lawyer to find her mom, took almost 3 months to locate her almost 1000 miles away in southern Florida.

A month later we finally booked a trip and flew down to Florida to see her mom for the first time. She didn't know we were coming and she was staying at a motel in a rundown part of town. We knocked on the door for 5 minutes before this skeleton of a person with sores and bruises covering their body answered the door. We told her who we were, but she didn't care at all about my fiance and asked us if we had any money she could have.

I knew it right then and there this girl I promised to marry was going to turn up just like her biological mother, so I did the only thing I could think of and swiped the drugs sitting on the table in the motel room. Before we were about to leave Florida I took the drugs I swiped and planted them in the fiance's carry-on. When we reached the airport I told my fiance I was going to use the restroom, but instead I alerted TSA about a suspicious woman that offered to sell me drugs and then pointed to my fiance. It only took a few seconds before they found the drugs, then they took my fiance away and I flew back home. She was convicted of a felony and was sentenced to 2 years in in prison where she picked up a drug addiction to cocaine and heroin. When she got out she had no money and resorted to prostitution to pay for her drug habit.

So the moral of the story is that woman really do grow up to be like their mothers.

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