my Wife told me, while we were conversin about some shit post-marriage one day, an old niggah was "Slow"! Then she explained herself,
"I'm like niggah! 'Do you have breakfast food in your refrigerator?!' It's like eight o'clock in the mornin some shit when I dropped that shit off! Then I suggested, 'We can eat in your apartment?'. And yo slow sorry ass was like, "No. You said McDonald's when we first spoke. So, let's go get some Mickey Ds"! You know? I still smile at that innocent bullshit!"
I can dig it! But Mommy told me ah long fuckin time ago, "Meredith! If you are going to treat women like most of these other men!? Then don't bother courting! Let alone marrying!"! Uhm.
(Peace! More to come...)
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