No, It's Because You're An Asshole

Gina recently accepted an opportunity to join in on a roundtable discussion regarding subtle racial tensions on her college campus.

Afterwards, a man named Carl approached Gina for a little one-on-one conversation.

Apparently, Carl felt the best way for different groups of people to come together was to literally have them come cum together.

"Out of pretty much no where, he came on to me in a very explicit, gross, sexist way," says Gina.

Carl began their brainstorming session on race relations with a two-part story detailing how he lost his virginity.

In the first part of his story, Carl gleefully and graphically recollected the day he lost his virginity to an "ugly girl." While Carl didn't much care for the girl, he decided to give her a "couple of pokes" anyway.

In the second part of his story ... oh, wait, there was no second part.

But thankfully, according to Carl, there was a lesson learned:

"Once you go black, you never go back."

Which proved Carl was not only comfortable in sharing his sexual exploits with complete strangers, but he was completely fucking unoriginal in every sense of the word.

Carl began pressing Gina to provide information regarding her sexual history, at which point Gina explained to Carl she was extremely uncomfortable with the direction their conversation had taken.

Carl understood and dropped his line of questioning, but filled the sudden lull in their conversation by describing his long-time sexual "fetish" for Jewish girls.

Yes, that's right, Carl loved Jewish women, but of course he would never go down on one.

In fact, Carl told Gina that he never goes down on women. If the two began dating sometime in the near future, Carl insisted he would not perform oral sex on Gina, but, of course, Gina would be required to perform oral sex on him.

Carl's girlfriend thankfully interrupted the conversation with a phone call, and Gina listened in as Carl lied to his girlfriend about his whereabouts. They were in the common area of her dormitory, but Carl told his girlfriend otherwise.

Gina was pretty sure she knew the type of guy she was dealing with now.

"I got nervous about kicking him out because he was being so aggressive and I didn't want to incite a confrontation since there was no one around, but after I insisted he leave, I began to get a series of emails, to which I mostly did not reply."

After receiving several graphic emails, Gina informed Carl he needed to refrain from contacting her any further. If Carl sent her one more email, she would immediately request a restraining order against him through the campus police department.

And we all know what that means here at PLFM.

It means Carl responded with the following email:

Gina,

I tried to be the big person in order to bring an end to this senseless animosity. However, one individual can only do so much. I have done all that I can. But I leave you with one last thought.

Do you wonder why all of the black kids sit with each other in the cafeteria?

It’s because they are both afraid to interact with people of another race and they have had negative experiences. I tried not to be one of those stereotypical black students at [college redacted] that only talks to my on kind but time after time I see that it’s no use.

I count you in those throngs of white kids that don't understand us around campus and don't care to understand us. I just don't understand how anyone could turn away a chance to bring an end to senseless racial tension through simple interact(ion).

I won't even go into the animosity between blacks and Jews. You can ponder that yourself as you ask how many black people actually show up at XXXXX XXXXXXXXX (even during black history month).

And now I will end this.

But I hope in the future that you remember all of this next time you wonder why the black kids don't interact with you much around campus.

Carl

Hmmmm, Carl.

That's strange, because Gina actually volunteered to attend the meeting in order to discuss solutions for improving relations between different groups on campus.

Yet all you wanted to talk about was your fucking dick.

So, in turn, we hope in the near future you'll discover the reason women refuse to interact with you on campus has nothing to do with the fact that you're black.

More likely, it's because you're a whole new strain of fucking asshole.

Adds Gina: "I'm (sending this to PLFM) two years later because I no longer get shaky and nauseated just thinking about it, and it feels therapeutic."