As far back as I can remember I’ve always been down to do the do where ever I could. My first girlfriend and I used to do it everywhere. The library, the movies, the park… hell, we even made out in the back of the car with her parents driving. I guess I have a fetish of people witnessing me having sex, because years later when no one was around I made my ex-girl call one of her girl friends and let her listen to us bumping uglies over the phone.
Today when you’re at lunch, walking through your local office park look around the eating area. I’ll bet you’ll see a woman reading a piece of urban lit, True to the Game 3, Bad Girlz 4 Life or any other novel written by someone fresh out of jail. Woman like thugs, d-boys and men with bullet holes or stab wounds etched on there skin. I think for the hope of one day having their life resemble one of their favorite books with out the bloody ending. Yet in the age of straight legged jeans and big man scarfs is the thug still appealing or is his sex appeal starting to sag? Read the rest of this entry »
My daughter comforts me as tears fall from eyes, she tells me it will be like the Suite Life of Zack and Cody as the police drop us off at the Intown-Suites. The alcoholic cousin I’ve been staying with kicked my 6 year old child and myself out of his house last night. Because i told her not to get any Kool-aid. I’ve come to learn that some people don’t do stuff out of the kindness out their heart. Rather they do stuff to have something to hold over your head. So as my writing career once again get set to boom I face my 2nd set back I’m homeless.
1. I never really liked you, I don’t even respect you as a man, you’re a sloppy second loving mother fucking snake… and I hope you die Honestly I think you’re Gay not that anything wrong w/ it b/c I’m cool w/ a few gays dudes but you need to come out the closet dog. I really don’t like you and I’m looking for the perfect excuse to fight you. And No Dana this is not about who you think it’s about.
Travis from the Gym Class Heroes little brother Tyga got robbed by some goon from G-Unit. Not to worry Lil Wayne got it back they don’t seem too concerned with that since his imagine isn’t thug or nothing like that. But Travis, Ne-Yo and Omar got together to chat it up @ the WeMix Webby Awards After Party. I know you’re wondering what are they talking about? Well here are some things men talk to other men about.
A S S - Yes we talk about booty! If you walk pass a crowd of men there is a 90% chance we are going to start a conversation about your butt. It’s too fat, too wide, just right, an onion, an apple or whatever other slang used at the time.
Sex - We will tell our friends most, not all of the details of the jump off we banged last night. I know me personally, I have a rule to never tell anything if the dude knows the chick, seen her in person or knows someone she knows.
I have been invited to a bachelorette party *yawn* for my cousin. Nothing thrills my heart anymore than spending an evening in a dusty room that smells of badussy, chicken fingers and bottom-shelf rum&cokes while watching some menz gyrate about in their draws. *Stone-faced* Seriously, I don’t know if men know it, (or care) but male strippers are not the business.
I have found most of the time they are either gay or whoreish or both. Don’t get me wrong, female strippers have the extra sheen of jizz dirt on them also, but the male version just seems worse to me. All mixed with testosterone, S-Curl juice, and AXE deodorant. I.Just.Can’t. Don’t get it wrong, I LOVE men, in all their nekkidness, but that whole rub it on my thigh and I slip a fiver in your thong just doesn’t do it for me.
I spend a lot of time thinking about all 36 of the women that just got the same treatment, and then that number starts multiplying in my head. Uh Uh. Maybe we expect men to be a tiny bit disgusting, which is why we expect them to go to strip joints so it’s sleazy, yet not as sleazy as their male counterparts.
Here’s a question, how come men don’t get a pole? I have rarely if ever seen that but I might want to see them do that upsidedown, trapezoidal slide-thingy, balls out and all! (acutally that might hurt)
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