Computer Love, Part 1 of 2

"Could it be your face I see on my computer screen?".....Old Skool, Roger and Zapp

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After hanging out with my homeskillet, AVJ, one cold ass Chi-Hawk night, a new post just popped right outta me. As usual, it came from our black girl bonding which started with our conversation on the opposite sex and our observation of their shenanigans. Why, of course!! She told me that one of her girls had met this brotha, kicked it with him faithfully for a good couple of months and then for no known reason to her, he just stopped calling.

No argument, no last rites, no kiss my ass, no notha broad trippin, no him downstairs, no nothing. I was like, "Dayum!! Word?" I couldn't believe it. That is really like the worst thing you can do to a woman, especially a sista. WOW! You know how bad sistas know they bad. Hmmmpf! "If ya don't know, now ya know...Notorious B.I.G." So, to leave a bad sista in limbo and just not call her after the intimacy she gave, the good sex you got and the kick it time y'all had is....well, it is like taking away MAC Viva Glam and replacing it with Wet and Wild number 232. Ok, maybe not that bad...cause you fukn with my MAC is like me taking penitentiary chances with your life span...**Quote, Unquote from: Reasons Bad Black Sistas Will Kill Yo Ass 101, Chapter 2, 1st fukn verse.....Can I get an amen?

Nam myo renge kyon, nam myo renge kyon, gone on now, Ike. Stop, now, I don't want no cake! Stop! Gone now, dammit!! Whew! Ok, where was I? Oh, yeah....sorry y'all!! That MAC stupidassadocious vision straight up gave me heart palpitations....got me twitching and shaking over here. Made me check my purse and the chick's next to me to make sure we were strapped. Shiiid, I almost passed out. I was like, "Let Me Clear My Thoat, YES, THOAT".....Old Skool, DJ Kool. Can you say FEE-OUL?

Anywho, you know he hurt her feelings, right? No chick wants to think they showed a man their Vicky Secretions in vain as an investment for the future in the present without a probable return of a present IN the future. Ish was just uncalled for, plain and simple. So, in a moment of "I'm Gonna Git You Sucka" and after a fit of "I'm Not Gone Cry" by Mary, sista sledge rocketed this brotha right out of hood oblivion into Blast City. I was like, "WTF?!! How she do dat?"

**Note: Yes, ironically, there is a website where you can do just that....put a playa on blast and even the supa slut down the street by yo mama house, round the corner from your girl that banged your husband who then banged ya sister and ya cousin, thought he wasn't? "I Get Around...2Pac in the Digital Underground" Yessirree, that is a tweakster's paradise right there. And, NO, Hayell NO, I ain't gonna tell you where it is!! You want it, you search for it. SMDH...Enough is going on out there without me over here adding a dime and a nickel bag. Plus, you know what they say....one woman's garbage may be another woman's fukn headache...oops, er, sorry,....I meant, treasure...yeah another woman's treasure. You believe that ish, you believe that the light bright, dayum near white, kid in the hood with the good hair and the crackhead mama ain't the insurance man's son. ;-<> Don't hate the playa, hate the game!

****BIG ASS AIN'T GOT NOTHING TO DO WITH NOTHING NOTE: Do you know that they have that saying and more on urbandictionary.com? We have our own dictionary, peoples!! HOLLA!!

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