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rizhi_finNot so long time ago I was contemplating on fun-generating activities in such a country as Georgia and concluded that to have most fun possible I have to change myself to Zviad The Outrageous Macho. Actually I have already changed just did not report about it in my journal. So here it goes.
The other day in the elevator at work I grabbed our young lawyer's ass. She screamed and hit me in the face with an open palm and I responded with the swift pinch of her right booby. But I kept my cool. Being the Georgian and a gentleman I let her out of the elevator before me, saying, "See you at lunch time, honey pie". Then, I went to the deputy chair's office. Her young secretary looked delicious. She is a newly wed. We chatted for minute about her married life and agreed to meet at her place when her husband isn't home. I squeezed her leg and went in to see the deputy chair. She's about 45 and has the biggest ass in the building. I hoped for special treatment. I like getting special treatments from high-ranked officials. So, I went in. The deputy chair was sitting in her... chair. I did not say anything, went around her chair and stood right behind her. I bent and cupped her two huge milk factories and said, "When do I get a raise?" And she said, "It all depends on your performance." And I said, "I profited about 40 percent this year". And she said, "I meant another kind of performance."
At this point I should explain something. You have probably heard of the Genome project. Shortly, this project studies various human genes. Scientists now know (and can identify) that there is a gene responsible for blue eyes, a gene responsible for having a big nose, for hairy legs, crooked teeth and so on. President Clinton, being the president that we all knew, gave a secret order to meticulously study the gene that is responsible for the size of penis, testosterone level, potency, and bravery. The gene has a code name YYY47M. If a man has this gene, his penis is at least 12 inches long (in relaxed state), he is manly, can multiply like rabbit and is brave as a lion. Well, I have YYY47M. The size of my penis is 15 inches (in relaxed state). And everyone knows this.
"I meant another kind of performance," said the deputy chair. Damn horny high-ranked officials. I decided not to waste my time since I had already had plans for lunch. We got naked and consummated my raise. I know what you think. This is not decent. I should work twice as hard and make about 80 percent of profit margin to get the raise. But let me remind you, this is Georgia. Georgia is ranked in top ten most corrupted countries in the world. Here, if you are born male you better have a big penis. And if you are born female, you better be a high-ranked official. So, to keep my job, I consummate about 7-8 times a day with various high-ranked officials or their secretaries.
To alleviate pain from my discriminated condition, after work I go to bars and restaurants and fight. Most men in Georgia spend their time and money in eateries and drinkeries. So I go there to remind myself that I am a brave macho man. I come up to a group of five or six drunken guys and do or say something outrageous to get them going. We start a fight and I win as I always do because I have testosterone level 9 times higher than an average man. After beating them up I look around to see if there are any more men for me to fight. But usually there are not and I have to go to another bar if I am still in the mood.
Being macho brave man with 15 inch penis (in relaxed state) means I am a lonely person. Women do not want to have long-term relationship with me, as they are afraid of injuries caused by my anatomy and men do not want to be friends with me as they feel inferior. I feel lonely and sometimes cry at night.
The other day in the elevator at work I grabbed our young lawyer's ass. She screamed and hit me in the face with an open palm and I responded with the swift pinch of her right booby. But I kept my cool. Being the Georgian and a gentleman I let her out of the elevator before me, saying, "See you at lunch time, honey pie". Then, I went to the deputy chair's office. Her young secretary looked delicious. She is a newly wed. We chatted for minute about her married life and agreed to meet at her place when her husband isn't home. I squeezed her leg and went in to see the deputy chair. She's about 45 and has the biggest ass in the building. I hoped for special treatment. I like getting special treatments from high-ranked officials. So, I went in. The deputy chair was sitting in her... chair. I did not say anything, went around her chair and stood right behind her. I bent and cupped her two huge milk factories and said, "When do I get a raise?" And she said, "It all depends on your performance." And I said, "I profited about 40 percent this year". And she said, "I meant another kind of performance."
At this point I should explain something. You have probably heard of the Genome project. Shortly, this project studies various human genes. Scientists now know (and can identify) that there is a gene responsible for blue eyes, a gene responsible for having a big nose, for hairy legs, crooked teeth and so on. President Clinton, being the president that we all knew, gave a secret order to meticulously study the gene that is responsible for the size of penis, testosterone level, potency, and bravery. The gene has a code name YYY47M. If a man has this gene, his penis is at least 12 inches long (in relaxed state), he is manly, can multiply like rabbit and is brave as a lion. Well, I have YYY47M. The size of my penis is 15 inches (in relaxed state). And everyone knows this.
"I meant another kind of performance," said the deputy chair. Damn horny high-ranked officials. I decided not to waste my time since I had already had plans for lunch. We got naked and consummated my raise. I know what you think. This is not decent. I should work twice as hard and make about 80 percent of profit margin to get the raise. But let me remind you, this is Georgia. Georgia is ranked in top ten most corrupted countries in the world. Here, if you are born male you better have a big penis. And if you are born female, you better be a high-ranked official. So, to keep my job, I consummate about 7-8 times a day with various high-ranked officials or their secretaries.
To alleviate pain from my discriminated condition, after work I go to bars and restaurants and fight. Most men in Georgia spend their time and money in eateries and drinkeries. So I go there to remind myself that I am a brave macho man. I come up to a group of five or six drunken guys and do or say something outrageous to get them going. We start a fight and I win as I always do because I have testosterone level 9 times higher than an average man. After beating them up I look around to see if there are any more men for me to fight. But usually there are not and I have to go to another bar if I am still in the mood.
Being macho brave man with 15 inch penis (in relaxed state) means I am a lonely person. Women do not want to have long-term relationship with me, as they are afraid of injuries caused by my anatomy and men do not want to be friends with me as they feel inferior. I feel lonely and sometimes cry at night.
