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Category: | Other |
A friend came by and he was looking at me like I was biscuits & gravy. :P
I'll post more pics when I'm out in the sun. It looks fabulous.
Whaddaya think?
Rating: | ★★★★★ |
Category: | Other |
You heard me, my uncle is 75 years old (76 in a few weeks) and this son of gun is getting or has gotten married! *eyeroll*
Usually, I get excited about black love. Hell, I've even shedded tears for folks getting engaged/married who I've never met (Will & Tia, STO & Feyonce, JT's Unc & new bride, etc.), but this time, I'm just out done.
Mind you, my dear, geriatric uncle has been married 4 times (2nd & 3rd wife are the same woman) & he has a few children who are older than is lovely bride *sarcasm & eyeroll*. The last time I visited with him (a few years ago) he was talking this foolishness and I tried to talk him out of it.
I have no doubt my uncle has about 10+ years left on him & this wench is just waiting to cash in. Now he's not wealthy by any means, but he did OK for himself & all of his children are grown.
He claims he got shafted after the 4th divorce which I why I questioned his motives in doing this yet again and at his age. His answer was simply, "I don't want to be alone." *insert Silkee's world renown record scratch here* WTF?!?! Y'all have been shacking for damn near a decade and now you don't want to be alone. Come on Unc.....
I'm all for the institution of marriage but this is sheer & complete madness.
Oh, did I mention my other uncle told me that most of the men in our family have "had" this chic at one point or another. She was my cousin's girlfriend 1st & after being with him for a little while, she test drove the crew and somehow ended up with his father - my mama's big brother.
I suppose congratulations are in order.....*Ugh*
1. My best friend’s name is? Linda, Nita & LaShon
2. The last person on my contacts I met in person? Actually there are 5: BeBe, Dawn, Mav, Nikka & Glenda
3. My cell phone is a LG 8700 (or something like that).
4. One event that changed my life was being 16 & pregnant.
5. My first online page was at Geocities (or whatever it was called).
6. I have/have not ever posted on Nude Africa (anonymously or not) I have anonymously, of course. Never again!
7. My first online friend turned real life friend’s name is/was Greg.
8. One CD folks wouldn't expect me to own is Simply Red's Picture Book.
9. Single, divorced, never married? Never married... but forever optimistic...sometimes *lol*.
10. How many folks from your contact list are you crushing on? None.
11. I am a registered voter - Since I was 18 tender years old.
12. I sleep in...Whatever....is necessary at that moment.
13. Shampoo/conditioner I use depends on the weather.
14. My favorite teacher Donald Bright & Sherman Curtis
15. My first date’s name was? Johnny Medina
16. My favorite fruit is? Strawberries
17. What I like most about my job? My check hits the bank on the 15th & 30th.
18. My best physical feature? You tell me.
19. One blog I MUST visit daily My own.
20. I’m way more innocent than folks think. Could or could not be a true statement. The world may never know.
Ladies - how you feel about anal sex, be it a penis or a toy? Personally, it's still taboo for me & I have no intentions of crossing that bridge anytime soon.
Gents - Are you a pitcher? A catcher (toy/finger)?
Check the poll (which I got a lil carried away with *lol*) if you prefer to remain anonymous.
Rating: | ★ |
Category: | Other |
Start: | Aug 2, '08 08:00a |
End: | Aug 3, '08 12:00p |
Start: | Jul 24, '08 8:00p |
End: | Jul 24, '08 10:00p |
Location: | CNN |
My uncle, whom I love dearly, started smoking crack about 20 years ago. Before then, I idolized him. He was like a father - my protector.
As life would have it, he's had his ups & downs - mostly downs since becoming addicted.
My uncle is only 53 years old but he looks like the damn Crypt Keeper. One eye, bald & extremely thinning hair, double amputee (wheelchair bound), hands look like eagle claws, full top plate & partial bottom, etc., etc.
This man is not stupid, just does stupid shit.
When I bought my house I let him move in with me (before he lost his legs). Now most people would not let a known crackhead live in their house, but my uncle is not the ordinary. Even before he lost his legs, he could barely walk so I never had to worry about my shit walking out of the door.
Rating: | ★★★★ |
Category: | Other |
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Category: | Movies |
Genre: | Drama |
Yesterday, my twin (hey Twin!) posted a blog about graveyard visits, which prompted me to pose this question to you. (Check the poll & feel free to comment as you would like.)
Me, myself personally & the rest of my immediate family*, will be laid to rest at Laurel Hills - the resting place of my mother, my sister, my play aunt, my BFF's step-dad (was like an uncle to me) and my ex uncle-in-law (who at my cousins' request, happens to be just a few plots from my mom & sister). I guess this is now our official place.
*My uncle is a vet and Uncle Sam has a place waiting for him, but he has instructed me to have him cremated. Afterwards, he wants his ashes tossed into a flowing body of water. I told him once I got the insurance check, I'm booking a Caribbean or Alaskan cruise and will carry out his final wish. Who I am to deny him? :o)
Click here for a prior interesting link & discussion.
AFAIC = As Far As I'm Concerned
AFAIK = As Far As I Know
BAA = Bad/Big Azz Afro
BAH = Bomb Azz Head
BAL = Big Azz Lawsuit
BBW = Beautiful Black Woman/Big Beautiful Woman
BIL = Brother In Law
BFD = Big F*cking Deal
BFN = Bye For Now
BFO = Blinding Flash of the Obvious
BHM = Big Handsome Man
BO = Brain Overload
BOHICA = Bend Over Here It Comes Again
BOKYAG = Bend Over and Kiss Your Ass Goodbye
BRB = Be Right Back
BTHOOM = Beats The Hell Out Of Me
BTW = By The Way
BUMP = Bring Up My Post
CTFU = Cracking the Fuck Up
CU = See You
CUL8R = See You Later
DITYID = Did I Tell You I'm Distressed
DH = Dear/Dumb Husband
DW = Dear/Dumb Wife
EFLA = Extended Four Letter Acronym!
FAQ = Frequently Asked Question
FC = Fingers Crossed
FCFS = First Come First Served
FTFO = Falling/Fell The Fuck Out
FUCT = Failed Under Continuous Testing
FWIW = For What It's Worth
FYI = For Your Information
GMTA = Great Minds Think Alike
GTRM = Going To Read Mail
GUANO = To mess up/go off topic
HAM = Hot Azz Mess
HGAM = Hot Ghetto Azz Mess
HSIK = How Should I Know
HTH = Happy To Help
HTH = Hope This Helps
IAE = In Any Event
IANAI = I Am Not An Idiot
IBK = Idiot Behind Keyboard
IIRC = If I Recall Correctly
ILF = I'll Look Forward
IMCO = In My Considered Opinion
IMHO = In My Humble Opinion
IMNSHO = In My Not So Humble Opinion
IMO = In My Opinion
INAL = I'm Not A Lawyer
IOW = In Other Words
IRC = Internet Relay Chat
IRL = In Real Life
ITA = I Totally Agree
IYKWIM = If You Know What I mean
JFYI = Just For Your Information
J/K = Just Kidding
L8R = Later
LAA = Long Azz Afro
LMAO = Laughing My Ass Off
LMKOAP = Let Me Know Of Any Problems
LOL = Laugh Out Loud
LOEL = Laugh Out Extremely Loud
MMP = More Money Please
ML = Mailing List
NBD = No Big Deal
NSFW = Not Safe for Work
NFW = No Fucking Way
NOYB = None Of Your Business
NRN = No Reply Necessary
OIC = Oh I See
OOH = Out Of Hand
OOTB = Out Of The Box
OTL = Out To Lunch
OTOH = On The Other Hand
PDQ - Pretty Damn Quick
PITA = Pain In The Ass
PMFJI = Pardon Me For Jumping In
PMJI = Pardon My Jumping In
POV = Point Of View
PTB = Powers That Be
ROFL = Rolling On Floor Laughing
ROTF = Rolling On The Floor
ROTFL = Rolling On the Floor Laughing
ROTFLMAO = Rolling On The Floor Laughing My Ass Off
ROTFLMBAO = Rolling On The Floor Laughing My Black Ass Off
ROTFLOL = Rolled on the Floor Laughing Out Loud
RSN = Real Soon Now
RTFM = Read The Friggin Manual
RTM = Read The Manual
SEP = Someone Else's Problem
SMDH = Shaking My Damn Head
SIL = Sister In Law
SITD = Still In The Dark
SLAP = Sounds Like A Plan
SNAFU = Situation Normal All Fucked-Up
SOL = Smiling Out Loud
TANJ = There Ain't No Justice
TANSTAAFL = There Ain't No Such Thing As A Free Lunch
TBH = To Be Honest
TIA = Thanks In Advance
TIC = Tongue In Cheek
TLA = Three-Letter Acronyms
TLTBT = Too Ludicrous To Be True
TPTB = The Powers That Be
TTFN = Ta Ta For Now
TTYL = Talk To You Later
TWA = Teeny Weeny Afro
TWG = Totally Without Grounds
VPL = Visible Pantie Line
WGFF = Who Gives A Flying Fuck
WIC = Where I'm Concerned
WIMP = Washed-up Information Media Phobe
WOA = Work Of Art
WOB = Waste Of Bandwidth
WRT = With Respect To
WTF = What The Fuck
WTFIGO = What The Fuck Is Going On?
WTH = What The Hell
WW = Weight Watchers
WYSIWYG = What You See Is What You Get
YAM = Yet Another Meeting
YCHT = You Can Have Them
YMMV = Your Mileage May Vary
I got this from my financial advisors & think it's worth sharing with you .
Date: July 11, 2008
We have just experienced the worst June for the stock market since the 1930s and this means your June 30th statements are not going to be pretty.
Both the Dow Jones and S&P 500 Index have now officially entered bear market territory, as measured by a 20 percent decline from their peak levels. Many international markets are performing even worse than domestic markets. It is hard to avoid being reminded of these things especially for those of us masochistic enough to “enjoy” watching financial news reports.
As we discussed in our correspondence in January of this year entitled “Some Thoughts on Market Volatility,” periods of negative returns are to be expected. However, predicting a negative market ahead of time is a loser’s game.
There is an English Proverb from the 1600s that says “He that cannot abide a bad market, deserves not a good one”. The same holds true today more than 300 years later.
Bad markets happen from time to time, approximately every four to five years as measured by some indexes. If history teaches us anything, it is that markets don’t go down forever. In fact, unless this time it really is different, we believe markets are likely to be higher in the future than they are today.
Once again, 401(k) investors currently have a wonderful opportunity of buying equities at a 20% discount to where they were previously trading. It is at precisely times like these that shrewd investors are excited to be in the market. Things can certainly get worse before they get better. However, we believe over the long term equity prices will be higher in the future than they are currently, and investors that can be buyers when others are sellers will benefit over the long term.
The sentiments in the English proverb from the 1600s are true today. Don’t panic in a down market. View times like these as buying opportunities. Stay true to your investment approach and you are likely to be rewarded in the long term.
I've noticed a lot of my connects traveling & so forth for their family reunions & a lot of them seem to be during Labor Day Weekend.
In all my 30+ years on this earth, I've known my maternal family to have had one organized family reunion. We've had picnics here & there, but not the whole custom t-shirts & paying dues kinda thing.
The one reunion I recall was about 13/14 years ago was in KC, MO - our family base. Neither my mother, my sister, my uncle nor myself attended. I was only working part-time, my mother was caring for my 2 sisters on her widow's pension and my beloved uncle is a crackhead (yes, sadly he really is). Needless to say the funds for traveling were few & far between. Even tho I wanted to see Muda & a few others, I didn't lose any sleep over not being able to go. My mother, on the other hand was livid and her feelings were hurt. My uncle could've really cared less.
My mother knew that everyone knew her situation and her feelings were hurt that no one at least offered a place to lay her head, at the very least. I could've gotten her a damn RT bus ticket. She was livid because we (the STL family) were the last to know about this alleged reunion. My reaction - fuck 'em!
I come from a large family (due to my uncles' male whoredom) on both sides, but rarely have anything to do with the majority of them, esp. my daddy's folks.
There are just too many folks with way too many issues. Call me crazy, but I'd rather be alone than mixed up in their misery.
Does your family have reunions on the regular and what part do you play, if any?
1. Do you like blue cheese? No way
2. Have you ever smoked heroin? No way!
3. Do you own a gun? I did at one time.
4. What flavor do you add to your drink at sonic? Strawberry to the Limeades
5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? Only before I step on the scale.
6. What do you think of hot dogs? They are best, burnt on the grill.
7. Favorite Christmas movie? This Christmas
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Ice cold orange pineapple juice
9. Can you do push ups? Can you kiss my ass? *lol*
11. What's your favorite piece of jewelry? My diamond studs
12. Favorite hobby? Photography
14. Do you have A.D.D? No, yeah, hell I don't know.
15. What's one trait you hate about yourself? Sometimes I'm not a good listener.
16. Middle name? The same as my cousin's but spelled differently.
17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment? I really need to lose some weight; I miss him; and I'm 1/2 past ready for vacation.
18. Name 3 things you bought yesterday? Nail clippers, ant spray & lemonade
19. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Water, iced tea & lemonade
20. Current worry? *blank stare*
21. Current hate right now? *blank stare*
22. Favorite place to be? In my ultra mega king bed on my 800 TC sheets (preferably with somebody's sexy son).
23. How did you bring in the New Year? Dodging bullets
24. Where would you like to go? Heaven...when my time comes.
25. Name four people who will complete this? *blank stare*
26. Do you own slippers? about 6 pair
27. What shirt are you wearing? cool summer clothes
28. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? No.
29. Can you whistle? No and I never learned. Muda said it was "common" and young ladies didn't whistle.
30. Favorite color? Red
31. Would you be a pirate? If and only if I were the Captain.
32. What songs do you sing in the shower? Whatever's playing on the shower radio.
33. Favorite girl's name? I ain't telling unless you're having a baby I can name.
34. Favorite boy's name? See #33
35. What's in your pocket right now? $3 and some change
36. Last thing that made you laugh? My toothless neighbor skinning & grinning at my cleavage!
37. What kind of sheets did you have on your bed as a child? Floral
38. Your worst injury you've ever had? My grandpa accidentally fell on my leg & broke it.
39. Do you love where you live? No, but it's home.
40. How many TVs do you have in your house? 5
41. Who is your loudest friend? Those heffas would say me.
42. How many dogs do you have? Nary a one.
43. Does someone have a crush on you? I think so.
45. What is your favorite book(s)? Mama by Terry McMillian
46. What is your favorite candy? Strawberry Whoppers & Chocolate Paydays
47. Favorite SportsTeam? Anyone that reps St. Louis!
48. What song do you want played at your funeral? One Sweet Day & Precious Lord
49. What were you doing at 12 a.m? Watching Designstar
50. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? I’m gonna be late.....again....
I'm sure most of you have been involved in some talk show shit at some point in your life. Not necessarily intimate relationships either. Could be janky family, annoying neighbors, whatever.
Back in the day, before caller ID and such, I made a call to the Ricki Lake show.
I was your typical, or maybe not so typical, fast ass, boy crazy, teen-aged girl. Even tho I had my mother & my grandparents, I was missing a very vital piece of me – my father. Muda always said, things would’ve been different if my daddy hadn’t died.
My problems started 22 years ago today. I lost my virginity way too young & too a man who could’ve cared less about me.
One hot summer’s night, I was hanging out with my cousin, her boyfriend & his friend (let’s call him John). We had been hanging out for a few weeks & always had fun. One night after going to see “The Mack” at the $1 Movie & hanging out on the St. Louis Riverfront listening to music, talking shit & drinking (yeah, I drank California Coolers when I was a teen), we went back to John’s house. His mom worked graveyard. The apartment was empty. My cousin & her boyfriend disappeared into a back room.
We sat on the couch for a little while & talked, then John grabbed my hand & we ended up in his bedroom. We kissed a lil, well, maybe a lot. He touched me in places I’d never been touched before & I liked it. He undid my halter-top (I was 135 lbs, soaking wet back in the day) and started to do things to my breasts that made me feel like lighting was flowing thru my body. He asked if I was a virgin & I shyly answered, “Yes.” He kissed me ever so gently & proceeded to remove my clothing. The next thing I knew I was looking at his naked body, penis hard as a rock. I think I was staring because he asked if I was scared, I replied, “Kinda.”
Whitney Houston's "Good Love" was playing on the Quiet Storm. He laid down next to me. I knew it was wrong. Part of me wanted to say, “Stop!” The other part of me really wanted to know what the hype was all about & that part gave in. Before I knew it he was inside of me. It hurt, but wasn’t unbearable. He continued to kiss me & stroke my hair. I just laid there, as I had no idea of what was happening, but he seemed to be happy. A few moments later, he held me really tight & let out this groan, a groan that I had never heard before. Still, I had no idea what had just happened. He got up, kissed me on the forehead, put on his shorts & left the room. Still I laid there, in a daze.
He came back to the room with some towels & handed me his bathrobe. I went to the bathroom only to find my cousin in there, reapplying her makeup. I closed the door & slid down to the floor. She asked, “What’s wrong?” I replied, “I did it.” “Did what?” she asked. “It!” I replied. Ohhhh! She helped me off the floor, we talked a lil bit & she left. I cleaned myself up & put my clothes on.
When I came out of the bathroom they were sitting in the living room waiting for me. We get into the car & the boys drive us home. We laughed, talked & sang along with the music....or a least they did. I was still in a daze & don't recall saying much of anything.
As we drove down the street, I saw my mama & her boyfriend in the park. I ducked! I hoped like hell she didn't see me. We make it home & get out of the car. John walked me to the front door, hugged & kissed me. It was cool since we all knew my mama wasn't there waiting to bust me for breaking curfew.
I talked to John twice, maybe three times since that fateful evening. I even saw him a few times afterwards, but he barely said hi….if that. I was devastated. I give him my virginity & this is how I get treated in return?! I wanted to cry & I did....many times. I eventually got over it.
He died several months later due to a ruptured appendix. I cried when I heard the news & wanted to go to the funeral, but there is no way my mama would’ve let me. I would've had to miss school & she would've wanted to know why I wanted to go & I certainly couldn't have told her.
Oh, I failed to mention, I was only 14 when this happened. At age 13, I started lying about my age & managed to get away with it most of the time. I told John I was 17 & he said he was 18. I didn't find out until after the fact that he was actually 20. As they say, it's all water under the bridge....or at least at this point it is.
Rating: | ★★★★★ |
Category: | Other |
Start: | Jul 23, '08 8:00p |
End: | Jul 23, '08 10:00p |
Location: | CNN |
This was an ode *eyeroll* of sorts, written in my honor (I suppose) by an alleged friend aka PlayCuzzin. *LOL*
You can click here for his orginal post on 360 or you can continue on here.
This is dedicated to my dear friend Ms. Mo' . We have sort of a "Vera and Benny" from Harlem Nights kind of relationship LMAO!!
GROUCHY
(to the tune of Bossy by Kelis)
Aye Yo... You don't have to love me..... you don't even have to like me...... but you will get the hell out my FACE!!
you know why cause I'm a Grouch
You know, it's a big fist to swallow
When they tell you you strange
You ain't nice
Then in the blink of an eye (POW)
They got what they deserve
That means I'm a I'm A GROUCH
Uh uh... watch my foot go...
Uh uh... watch my foot go...
Uh uh... watch my foot go...
Uh uh... watch my foot go...
[Mo' Betta]
I'm Grouchy
I'm the first girl to punch you in the back
I called you and ya mammy dumb
That's right I beat all the boys in the yard
And that's right, I'm the one causin' bodily harm
I'm Grouchy
I'm the booch y'all love to hate
I'm the chick that's raised the stakes
I told Play Cuzz he should cease to play
I'm back bout to break Play's legs I'm grouchy
Ooh lemme slow it down so yall Nigg's will know
Screw it up n Imma bust ya nose
Real girls lay you out on the flo
(on the flo knocked out, on the flo)
Ooh I warned you but you want some more
Touch me and you gettin broken bones
I like to beat you down, I'm icy cold
Ooh to the the 6'4" brothas I'll break ya jaw
The money makin sistas always scare'em
Don't start no problems
He gon keep on jumpin while the G U N is poppin
Diamonds on my Knucks, di-diamonds bust ya grill
Diamonds on my Knucks, di-diamonds bust ya grill
I'm Grouchy
I'm the first girl to stomp ya neck
I hit you and made ya face numb
That's right I beat all the boys in the yard
And that's right, I'm the one causin bodily harm
I'm grouchy
I'm the booch y'all love to hate
I'm the chick that's raised the stakes
I told Play Cuzz ,Nigga I don't play
I'm back bout to break Play's legs I'm grouchy
Ooh (I bet I bet I bet) I bet cha neva felt it like this before
My foot be all up in ya backdoor
Got ya neck poppin as I twist it hard(twist it hard)
Ooh I'm takin you out and it's no jokin
All the while ya heads open
Me and my fists we start to fly and we love to punch eyes
Ooh to the 6'4" brothas I'll break ya jaw
Yeah the money makin sistas always scarem
Don't start no problems
He gon keep on jumpin while the G U N is poppin
Diamonds on my Knucks, di-diamonds bust ya grill
Diamonds on my Knucks, di-diamonds bust ya grill
I'm Grouchy
I'm the first girl to scream in ya ear
I punked you and caused all the fear
That's right i beat all the boys in the yard
And that's right I'm the one that slapped you hard I'm Grouchy
I'm the booch ya'll love to hate
I'm the chick that's raised the stake
I told young Cuzz, Nigga I don't play
I broke that crippled suckas cane cuz I'm Grouchy
[Play Cuzzin]
It's the time that she beats on me
Can't stop screamin, she's mean and she's grouchy
Damn girl, don't hurt me
If niggas don't back back, you gon fork em
Put your smack down, I know your background
Whatchu want girl, you gettin mad now
That's how you do it, huh?
Well I'm the scaredest one
In fact, Niggas in the back bring em to the front, nigg!
Tell that man you's a grouch booch
Make some noise, raise your hand if you's a grouch booch
I don't think he understand you's a grouch booch
Get some help if you can cause she lost it
Ain't no band aids, go get a cast mayne
In your face with her finger in ya forhead
Flossin, you say "how much it cost me?"
About all my front teef playa, she's grouchy
[Mo' Betta]
I'm grouchy
I'm the first girl kick out ya back
I switched up my left and my right
That's right I beat all the boys in the yard
And that's right I'm the one that's causin him harm
I'm Grouchy
I'm the booch y'all love to hate
I'm the chick that's raised the stake
I told Play Cuzz, Nigga I don't play
I'm back with a G U N cause I'm Grouchy
Uh uh... watch the fist go...
Uh uh... watch the fist go...
Uh uh... watch the fist go...
Uh uh... watch the fist go...
Uh uh... watch the fist go...
Uh uh... watch the fist go...
Uh uh... watch the fist go...
Uh uh... watch the fist go...
Uh uh...
A little while back, in my STLBBBW group, we had a conversation about cartoons & we ended up comparing the characters to ourselves & others. For some strange reason, they () unanimously agreed that I was "Lucy" from the Peanuts Gang. I found this description on the website & highlighted the parts I somewhat agree with.
Lucy Van Pelt works hard at being bossy, crabby and selfish. She is loud and yells a lot. Her smiles and motives are rarely pure. She's a know-it-all who dispenses advice whether you want it or not--and for Charlie Brown, there's a charge. She's a fussbudget, in the true sense of the word. She's a real grouch, (I had a song written & dedicated to me which I will copy & paste later) with only one or two soft spots, and both of them may be Schroeder, who prefers Beethoven. As she sees it, hers is the only way. The absence of logic in her arguments holds a kind of shining lunacy. When it comes to compliments, Lucy only likes receiving them. If she's paying one--or even smiling--she's probably up to something devious.
So am I Lucy or what? Tell the truth & shame the devil!
Posted Jul 4th 2008 7:32PM by Gennifer Miller
Filed under: Hair Apparent, Lifestyle
TROUBLE!!
There's only one thing I hate more than bad ass kids & that's bad ass kids with fireworks! They get on my last nerve with this mess.
Tell me why this lil silly ass boychild was running down the street, chasing another lil silly ass boychild with a lit and firing Roman Candle?!?!?!?! This lil bastard obviously had no idea of the damage he could cause!
I'm trying to figure out how they get fireworks that last for days, but mama can't pay her utility bills, phone is probably disconnected & we (the hardworking taxpayers) have to buy her damn groceries via the almighty foodstamp. *smdh* Come next week, her ass will be over at Catholic Charities because of the gas & electric bill pink slips.
She can't pay the Lawnmower Man to cut what is supposed to be grass in that fucked up yard of hers, but Jr. is about to blow the whole damn neighborhood up!
I know we shouldn't wish ill on any one, but I have to be honest & say that for a fleeting moment I wished that damn candle would've exploded in his lil dumb ass hand.
Oh, did I mention, the City of St. Louis outlawed the use of fireworks a few years back after a few very costly & unfortunate accidents? Yeah.....
I need a drink......
By the 1960s, magazines like Ebony and Jet were packed with cigarette advertisements that featured African-American models and referenced black culture, like Lorillard's "Newport is a whole new bag of menthol smoking" (after James Brown's "Papa's Got a Brand New Bag") and R.J. Reynold's "Different Smokes for Different Folks" (a nod to a Sly Stone hit) campaign for Salem Extra. Some of the ads seemed almost progressive, encouraging the era's burgeoning black middle class to "Come Up to the Kool Taste," and promising them that smoking a Kool was "Like riding a Rolls Royce."
To make further inroads, the tobacco companies loudly supported the Civil Rights Movement and later made regular and significant contributions to organizations like the NAACP, the United Negro College Fund, and the Leadership Conference on Civil Rights. By the early '80s, when a young Kool G Rap (neƩ Nathaniel Wilson) was growing up in Queens, mentholated cigarettes had become so ingrained in the black community they were widely considered the Official Cigarettes of Black Folks.
But the black people-menthols metric has had some particularly nasty results: According to the CDC, African Americans are at least 50 percent more likely to develop lung cancer than white smokers, which is partly because African Americans metabolize nicotine more slowly. Recent research from Harvard also suggests that this has something to do with the mint sticks-the cooling, anesthetic effect once seen as medicinally beneficial may actually just be numbing the throat enough to facilitate deeper inhalation.So back to the original question: Is it racist to ban all cigarette flavors except menthol? Or should black folks have the freedom to pick their own poison?
Hi, my name is: Monica
But you can call me: Monni (short o please), or Mo (long o)
Never in my life have I: purposely disrepected an elder or learned to drive a stick
The one person who can drive me nuts is: my mother's other daughter & my mother's baby brother (notice I'm not claiming them *lol*).
My high school is: Vashon High - Go Wolverines!
The last song I listened to (sang along with) was: Ask Me No Questions by Klymaxx
If I were to get married right now it would be to: the man who holds my heart
My hair is: kinda cute & being held back with a headband
When I was 4: I was living with Muda & Papa & just plain rotten (as Papa used to say).
Last Christmas: I treated myself to a black leather Coach Carly bag.
I should be: working!
When I look down I see: some Nikes that need a lil TLC
The happiest recent event was: making contact with my 1st love & his cousin (who was one of the best friends I ever had)
If I were a character on 'Friends' : I don't watch Friends, but I do know there's a Monica, so I'll go with that.
By this time next year: I plan to be chillaxin at the all-inclusive resort.
My current gripe is: I'm tired of being everything to everybody.
I have a hard time understanding: why the 1st thing dependent & co-dependent people wanna shout is, "I'm grown!" but are constantly in need.
If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be: Muda - even tho she's gone, she'd be the 1st.
I want to buy: a NEW CAR...but I won't right now.
Where do you plan to visit : DC Labor Day Weekend - I am sooooooo there!
If you spent the night at my house: you might hear an occassional gunshot, & niggas (yes niggas) might try to steal your car, but otherwise, you'd be comfy
The world could do without: War, hunger, shady politicians and wack entertainers who make more than educators.
Most recent thing I've bought myself: I just ordered some new Walking Nikes.
Most recent thing someone else bought me: Meal & drinks @ happy hour
My middle name is: the same as my cousin's but spelled differently
In the morning I: sleep until the last possible second
Last night I was: happy Petrozza finally beat Christina in a challenge!
There's this girl I know who: is damn near 40 but is gonna be lost like a lamb in the woods when her parents go to glory.
If I were an animal I'd be : killer shark
A better name for me would be: You tell me.
Tomorrow I am: sending the kid to his mother, cause Mo don't do fireworks & enjoy the peace that is my home.
Tonight I am: not doing a damn thing!
My birthday is: May 3
You got this from: Shan, Kim, Silk, Lusi and 50-11 other folks.