Word has it that Jason is currently on a tropical island (no, it apparently isn't Alcatraz) enjoying a getaway courtesy of his sugar mamma.Clearly he is making no financial contribution towards the holiday as he spends all his money on poker machines and ice.
But Jason sure has earned his holiday. I mean, after all, this is his payment for services rendered.
You know, there's a word for that: prostitution.
It's not fair. I'd be willing to prostitute myself for a holiday, but has anyone asked me? NO!! What's up with that??
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May I add that his 'suga mamma' or should that be 'ice mamma' is 45 and has a head like a hat full of arseholes and lives at home.
Apparently you can buy anything these days, even Jason. However I would be asking for a refund on that purchase. In fact I think I would pay him just to go away.
He is a 36 year old fridge salesman with an ice addiction (there is irony in there somewhere - you know fridges, ice) and he lives with his sister (in - law)and facing a jail term.
I think in the tradition of the Darwin Awards, we should start the Jason Awards for Excellence in the Art of Loserism.
Please feel free to nominate candidates. Keep in mind, the candidates have MIGHTY BIG SHOES TO FILL.
Yes. Mighty big smelly shoes.
And I think he might be 37? Actually yes, he's 36. Anyway, who cares. He's a mofo.
His ice mamma is an idiot for pining after him for all these years. I guess that's what you get from someone who still lives with their parents at the ripe old age of 45.
I doubt he was even a good prospect when he was younger, prior to his ice addiction.
Hahahahah!!!
I just googled mofo and look what came up;
'Short for mother fucker. A person who thinks they are the shit, dressed down with sagging pants, a high need for a belt, too much gold to make the national reserve jealous, and an attitude that stems from not having parents who knew how to refrain from the use of crack cocaine.'
"Hey Dave, look at that putz...man what a mofo."
It is so accurate it's scary
I repeat... Jason is the epitome of load his mother should have swallowed.
A misplaced money shot.
A mismo perhaps? (missed money shot).
I made Jason his very own word.
Now he can't say I don't do anything for him.
Except I did let him sleep with me on occasion.
I think I need counselling.
Or a bucket.
OR A FULL FRONTAL LOBOTOMY!!!
Well thank goodness that mismo is never coming near you again. I'll kill you before I let that happen.
Mismo is our new word for losers.
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