“Are you serious? Both these chicks are due in the same month?”
Shallow Hal just sat silent with this stupid look on his face.
For a few seconds I was silent too. I thought I could only hear this type of drama on The Maury Show, but never did I think I would have a dude in that kind of mess sitting right here in my damn living room!
Why me? Arrgghhhhh!
Eyes still fixated to the floor, I asked him again what was he gonna do. He tells me that neither of the chicks knew about each other (of course). One lives out on Long Island, and one lives in Jersey with him! And their toddler. He didn't know what to do or how to tell either one of them.
Miss Caribbean is 32 years old. Doesn’t speak English. Never worked or earned money. Has some school beyond high school. He got her here on a spouse visa in which by 90 days he is supposed to marry her so she can stay here.
“Believe it or not she’s not that fine. I am doing this for my kids, not for her.", he calmly said.
"So you getting married?”
He talks more and more. And I sit there and listen to this crazy azz story while he is sitting on my couch, in his damn underwear. Freshly f*cked. By me. Is this a dream?
I guess I hung around because it was all too crazy and I wanted to see how the shyt was gonna work out too. Did I have to screw him to find this out? No. But he is just so charming that I...I...gave in.
Through Facebook, a bracelet, and his cell phone his sharade would finally come to an end, and eventually the two chicks figure out that something wasn't right in Whoville.
But what was interesting is when New York figured it all out, what she did in my opinion,