And while the last couple of weeks Darius had been pussyless, it wasn't by his choice but Darius had accepted his father's advice and practiced dick control.

Antonio: I am a tainted wether of the flock, Meetest for death: the weakest kind of fruit Drops earliest to the ground; and so let me; You cannot better be employ'd, Bassanio, Than to live still, and write mine epitaph.

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“… And how shall the weaksome rise if they that loves 'em best deserts 'em ?”