FLIFFING FRIDAYS

It's friday friday gotta fliff hard on friday and I'm back with another tip to lift yo chump ass to fliffer status. I have a little treat for my undergrad fliffdogs, if you have read the past 3 tips You are offliffally ready to start intermediate tips! Leave a comment proving your fliffness and I'll even send you a fliff badge that you can wear with pride.

So, you've learnt how to fatten ya fliff sack, how to get noticed and how to out fliff the fliffer so what next? Now that you know the basic tricks behind dropping big fat fliff sacks stacked with pre-fliff (ie fliff) and post-fliff (ie 'ceipts) I'm gonna fuck you up and give you a challange that can't be solved with fliff sacks no matter how much your pants are saggin.

TIP 4 - YOU AINT BROKE

Riddle me this, you've just thrown ya moola pouch all over the counter and are currently laughing violently. You say something fucking sweet like "Keep the change" and You bust a fucking 540 and begin to step, you are on your way out so start scoping for something to kick over when suddenly...

You catch the eye of a beautiful girl, not gay or anything but it is a beautiful moment.

So you yell from across the room "HEY DO YOU WANNA DO A DATE BITCH?", she comes over and says "What?" and you yell quietly in her ear "Do you want to rock this city with me?", she pauses for a second and says "if your paying..."

OHHOHHHHHHHHH THIS IS THE MOMENT YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR.

YOU LAUGH IN HER FACE. (let the spit fly)

REACH FOR YOUR FLIFF SACK

WHAT THE FLIFF?

You realise you just fucking napalmed the counter over there and are totally fliff free.

She says "whats wrong, are you broke?"

Now You say

"Broke?...

BROKE?

FUCK NO PANTHER BITCH I AINT BROKE...

IM STOCK BROKE

LETS STEP"

BOOOOOOOM

We ain't never broke my fellow fliffdogs, we stock broke. That shit we fliffed? Yeah it was some serious cheddar but thats just the tip of the iceberg. We got our shit in NASDAQ, DOW JONES, RIO TINTO ALL THAT SHIT! We got fliff, serious fliff, but it's all tied up sister. Boom. Now she paying and you Rollin. Bob ya head and crib walk ya way out of the store. She may follow, she may not, you can do better anyway.