This man has found a way to do what he loves: fuck tons of bitches, get super drunk and blazed and just have a fucking bom ass time, and get paid to write about it. In my eyes its a perfect way to ultimately sick it to the rents. They feed you this “we just want you to be happy bs” and well…he is on motherfucking cloud nine gettin his drink on. I would love to smoke with Tucker Max because well I love hearing awful stories from classic douchbags. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t applaud his behavior…I am your average girl who would probably fall head over heals for this jerk and read about our night together and try and cut off his penis. But these funny stories must be told. If anything his liver is going to fail by the time he is 43 and god only knows how many stds he has contracted (guys like him don’t wear condoms…) and then with all the cruel irony in the world he will fall in love with some girl and she will peace out and leave him to go get drunk and finger fuck a clown.
