True
Dating Stories
The Great
by Caterina Christakos
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Blonde haired, blue eyed, muscular, Jewish ,and a frat boy... yes I went for the stereotype my third year of college, with one exception. This white of white breads rapped - and I Ôm not talking about on the few doors left standing in the fraternity house. His talent or lack thereof forever earned him the title in my mind as the Great White Rapper.
Why you may ask did I stick around after learning of his Vanilla Iceish aspirations... he was blond, muscular, blue eyed, drove a Mitsubishi 3000, am I repeating myself? Although he sounded as if he had taken too many raps to the head, he was sweet. The lies that flowed off his lips went down as smoothly as honey-laced tea on a cold day.
His excuses and alibis were actually entertaining, after a while. I began to wonder what he would come up with next. Oh, the girls you heard screaming in my room? No, no honey that was just the glee club from ZKP. Why did they sound like they were in pain? Sweetie that isn't very nice. They're doing the best they can and I'm helping them practice, since I am going into the music industry. I can't believe you don't trust me. What? There is no ZKP? Did I say ZKP? I meant KKG. See ya later hon. Lov Ya.
The one time I found a woman's black thonged panty in his room along with a used condom he claimed that it was an initiation ritual where all the guys had to throw water balloons while wearing women's underwear. Knowing the fraternity he was in I chose to give him the benefit of the doubt.
And of course being the clueless rapper that he was, he believed himself to be quite the Casanova with women. He raved about the women he had made cum with his silver tongue. One night he delved to depths no man had ever gone before, at least with me, to prove his claims and virility. Now, I know that most women consider the sight of a man's head between their legs to be the greatest revelation since Moses came down from the Mountain with the ten commandments, which ironically forbid such an act, but after making out two shopping lists and successfully counting all of the tiles on his evening at the Apollo dorm room ceiling I decided that oral sex was probably not the thing for me. Unfortunately I have yet to overcome this prejudice, which in many ways he has left me scarred for life. To this day I patently refuse any offer of oral sex and rap music makes me burst out laughing. You would think that after 45 minutes of mute silence and an obvious stretch to remove an impending charlie horse, he would have gotten the picture but then again he still believed the baggy pants and back turned hat looked good on him. Men can be so obtuse when it comes to their sexual prowess or lack thereof.
He did manage to teach me a thing or two though before he headed off to wherever it is great white rappers go. First - it has to be said - white jewish boys can not rap. Second - a knish is not the little hat they wear to temple. And third and finally the most important lesson - always look before crossing your legs when you're in bed with your boyfriend - a trip to the emergency room and a concussion proved the truth of this statement - believe you me!
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