Tuesday, February 26, 2008
You Knew
It’s not my duty to remind a muthafucka when he’s out of line.It’s not. I refuse to take that responsibility.
He’s a grown ass man…and I am a grown ass woman. I know when the fuck I am doing wrong…whyyyyy this muthafucka …all the sudden needs to be taught some new shit at 40-fucken years old, is beyond me. Get the fuck outta here with that bullshit.
Wide-eyed and looking contrite…telling me “I didn’t know.”
Bitch you knew!
You knew.
You knew to the point of deception…to the point of trying to hide your tracks, to the point of lying…yea, you knew.
I dog don’t learn new tricks…so I know what you did and how you did it...
So as you stand there with your lip poked out trying to raise your feathers like the grand ass peacock you think you are, you used to be…
...remember this...
…when you brought that bitch home, when you took her clothes off piece by piece,
as you let ‘er run her fingernails across your stomach,
as she took you in her mouth and you held her hair back away from her face as she worked your dick and looked up into your eyes lovingly,
as you spread her legs out across my high thread count sheets and buried your head between her thighs,
as you moved your way up to lick and suck her nipples, as you fingered her as you kissed her…and as you felt her legs wrap around your waist as you thrust into her, as you yelled out your release…
and as you drifted to asleep with her in your arms
letting her name be the last sounds that left your lips as you floated off into satiated sleep…
in my bed…
Your
muthafucken
ass
knew.
So save the bitch ass whining and the bitch ass moaning for her.
‘Cause just like I knew…
You now know
…too.
# posted by Blah Blah Blah : 7:21 AM
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Sounds like you called some things to the carpet and needed to get some stuff off your mind this morning.............
Sometimes, ok a lot of times, we males can be asses as we try to play the ignorance card. You would think we would know by know that any woman worth her salt is up on that tatic, but I guess like children we always try to test the boundaries.
Sometimes, ok a lot of times, we males can be asses as we try to play the ignorance card. You would think we would know by know that any woman worth her salt is up on that tatic, but I guess like children we always try to test the boundaries.
Ahhhh now that's the Bloopty I have come to know and love. You bring it Baby Girl. Let them fingers fly across that keyboard.
Holla!
Holla!
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Not the "high thread count" sheets. Dat sumofabitch! On another note, why are the vivid details so, um, well... You really know how to give a summation! I can imagine when we get together over dranks.
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