So…I figured that I would hop out the motherfucking Porsche and let the people know what has been going on with me. With the developments involving my fellow Philadelphian, Meek Mill, I feel like I should:
A. Unleash my feelings as well.
B. Show that those from my city aren’t completely petty (just a lil’ bit petty).
If you haven’t been under a rock, then you know that Meek Mill made the unwise decision of starting a Twitter beef with Drake. Drake allegedly had a ghostwriter write a verse on Meek Mill’s track “R.I.C.O” and also most importantly, Drake did not tweet out a link to Meek Mill’s album when it dropped. *crickets*
Since then it has been all downhill for Meek…kind of like my life had been for the last two months.
Instead of dragging other people into my issues via Twitter, I am choosing to go a better route and just tell y’all why I’m really mad (Meek everyone knows it’s more to this story. Let’s just be honest, let’s just be real). Continue reading
Raise your hand if you love “Pokemon”…
I don’t. Continue reading
In this fine edition of “Words With Friends” we have to revisit a certain brother from a previous post.
Oh yes, it’s the return of your fave, “The Paper Brother.”
He been gone for a minute, organizing sit-ins and peaceful protest and shit but he’s back! Back in the form of a simulated conversation between me and my good girlfriends.
Join us as we mock a real life Paper Brother explaining why he’s single.
This may be my favorite *lace sarcasm all up in here* type of man, knowing one in real life makes it all the funnier.
Get into it below…(follow the quotes) Continue reading
What is it that happens with women when they hit a certain age that immediately makes them dislike younger women?
I recall on one of my terrible ass retail jobs always having a token woman who couldn’t stand me. It always was an older woman who felt like it was her place to make an example out of me for breathing or whatever she was mad at me for.
This display of pure disdain from older women did not stop at jobs, it carried over into day to day life as well. I still get looks of disgust from older women and I’m not even a spring chicken anymore. I walk down the street and still get looked up and down with this perturbed face from Auntie or even get the little nice-nasty shade of some old biddy calling me sweety and hun’, but in that weird tone where its not affectionate at all. Bitch, I can hear the hate in your voice.
My question is why are Aunties, as I affectionately call them, so mad? Continue reading
Someone once said “never trust a person who has never worked in retail.” After 10 years of working in retail I now KNOW that this is true. In order to be a productive member of society everyone should have to work in retail at some point in their life. It should honestly be a right of passage, because you learn so much about the dealings of this fucked up world and it’s fucked up people. Continue reading
I broke my big toe and this shit is the second most terrible physical pain I have ever experienced in life (cramps will always win until childbirth). For the last week I have barely been able to think straight, and when I do think, I only think bitchy thoughts such as:
“I wish you would shut the fuck up”
“What the fuck are you smiling for?”
Well look at that, look at that…Thank you Miss Jenny M ! (If you like reading about actual normal shit and feel like you need someone relatable on your Blogroll—check her out and thank me later)
This my first nomination for any blogger award and I didn’t know that people actually like to read my non-fact based bullshit I spew on the regular.
This award is meant for obscure blogs, the little people, the little old ant who thinks they can move that rubber tree plant.
One of the rules is to nominate 11 more new and obscure blogs and use the logo above while completing all the task below.
Complete rules are as follows:
- Link back to the person who nominated you.
- Give 11 random facts about yourself.
- Answer 11 questions from your nominator.
- Nominate 11 new and obscure bloggers.
- Come up with 11 questions for them to answer.
- Inform your nominees.
So here it goes…
I credit Cash Money Records for doing so much for me during my developmental years, looking back…I don’t know if that’s such a good thing now. This video was by far the worst thing that they ever did to me.
This edition of”Throwback Thursday” honors the worst music video I have ever seen in my entire life. If you have never seen Birdman and Lil’ Wayne’s music video for “Leather So Soft” please consider yourself blessed and highly favored.
I’m so sorry those blessings have to end today.
As you watch this music video please note the following:
- Violent dancing
- Fake guitar playing
Enjoy… Continue reading
In honor of Throwback Thursday (since this is what all the cool kids do) I want to start a new series called….. Throwback Thursday!
This series will be dedicated to moments in pop culture’s past that now directly correlate with personal memories in my life. These pop culture references vary. Sometimes it’s music, sometimes it a movie, sometimes it’s clothing, but I know that most things that are ingrained in my mind all have something to do with some type of cultural reference.
Come stroll down memory lane with me: Continue reading
The African American community’s relationship with Law Enforcement has been under strain for as long as I can remember.
Most recently, in the past 2-3 years, I have become more aware of this strain because of a new-found maturity (and a new-found ability to stomach the news).
I ALWAYS, since a little girl, had a fear of the police. I never questioned my fear, I just knew that if police were around in my community, it was never a good thing. If police were around that meant that someone was dead, someone was hurt, or someone in the neighborhood was being arrested.
With the recent publicized acts of discrimination and police brutality I now understand why I always had that underlying fear. I knew not to trust the police because I always equated them with bad things.
Because of these recent developments and their publication, my mistrust of law enforcement has risen. With so many officers not being prosecuted for acts which are morally wrong, and even caught on tape committing these acts, I had lost all faith in the justice system.
I began to develop an “us against them” mentality which I now know needs to change. Continue reading