Friday, July 2, 2010

Eff You Sea Kay Why Oh You Friday

“And a fanga in the middle’s what I leave ‘em wit’…”

You ever notice that when you’re not in the mood for, oh, let’s say…nonsense, drama and bullshxt, some inevitably finds you? And it doesn’t just find you, naw, hell naw. N. D. and BS will stalk you through yo’ respective hood, pay niggas to inform them of your every move and good mood, then one day, when you least expect it, they’ll roll up real slow like, right?
You’re standin’ outside on your porch, goin’ through your mail before turning to walk back inside when these muhfxckas roll up fast on two ten speeds BS is riding on D’s handlebars, grab you by the hair then figuratively fxck you up the ass. Raw. And with no lube.
Oh…so I’m the only one who’s ever been figuratively gang-raped in this bxtch then, huh?
*side eye*
Every last one of my weekend plans just fell through, this random and completely unwanted bout of sadness just came over me and I’ve got two separate assholes on my mind for very different, yet ironically the same reasons, so here’s what I have to say:
Fuck it.
That’s it. Nothing more; nothing less, just fuck it all.
If you’ll excuse me, I have to try to go and salvage my weekend. So uh…yeah.

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