Top 10 Thurs - Makes Me Wanna BBBBLLLLLL

Turn of the Lights by World Class Wrecking Crew goes without saying.  That song literally makes me wanna retch.

The sound of Justine Simmons' (Rev. Run's wife) voice.

The stench of chitterlings and anything remotely related.

 

 

Way Back Wed ~ So Much Love ~ 1991

by B Angie B

Ahhh...freshman year in college. I KNOW y'all remember this one.


Oh...ey...yeah...yeah...
Ooh...hoo...hoo...
Ooh...hoo...hoo...
Ooh...hoo...hoo...hoo...
Oh...hey...
Ooh...hoo...hoo...hey...

It’s six o’clock and I’m just wakin’ up
To another lonely mornin’ without you
Go get my coffee and I think to myself {I think to myself}
Just what am I gonna do

Well, I need some help to understand
And only you can make it clear
Why do you have to look for love out there
When there’s so much love here, yeah...hea...hea...

I spend so much time with you on my mind
I barely can make it through the day, ooh, hoo
Fighting the urge to pick up the phone
And call just to see if you’re okay

Then I hear your voice, oh, you stumble {Stumble by} by
And my worries disappear
Why do you have to look for love out there (Ooh, boy)
When there’s so much love here

Whoa...oh...oh...oh...oh...

You’re always on the run, I know you’re havin’ fun
Pretending to look for that very special someone
But if you keep on disrespectin’ me, I know there’s gonna be
A day when you’re gonna find me gone, oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...ho...ho...ho...

I’m gonna defend you right or wrong
I’m always on your side
And you know I’ll go on to see it, yes, I will
When there are troubles on your mind

It’s just a waste of time to try and find
Another love that’s better than mine
I’m tellin’ you the dream will never end, no, no

There’s no need to look for love (Don’t have to look for love) out there
When there’s so much love here (So much love, so much love)
(I wanna ask you somethin’) There’s no need to look for love out there (Why)
When there’s so much love here (I just don’t understand)

There’s no need to look for love out (Woo...hoo...hoo...)
When there’s so much love here (So much love, so much love, I want you to have all of my love)
There’s no need to look for love out
When there’s so much love here

Oh No He Di-ent!!

Approximately 12-13 years ago, I received a post card from the health dept & consequently ignored it. About a week later, I received another one & ignored that one too. I just so happened to tell one of my best friends about it & she said I should call them sooner than later because if I didn’t they’d send someone to my house. Now I’m like WTF?!?!

I called & they said I needed to come in. I asked why & they really never said, just said I needed to come in ASAP.

I go to the clinic the next morning, hoping & praying I didn’t see someone I knew or was involved with. My friend went with me.

I got there & was immediately pissed-off thinking about who & what brought me there. There were about 7-8 other people in the waiting area, some just as p.o.’d as I was.

I check in at the counter & was issued a number.  They don't call names for privacy reasons.

The 1st time my number was called, it was called with a young man who was there & we were sent to the same room.  This was because we checked the box to get an HIV test.  The nurse drew blood and we waited.

Once my # was called again, I was placed into a room similar to one at the OB/GYN office. The nurse came in & asked more questions. She told me to undress from the waist down. What she asked next puzzled the hell outta me. She said, “Let me see the palms of your hands.” I’m thinking, “Lady, what the hell does possibly having VD have to do with my hands?!” I did as she asked. Then she told me to take off my socks. Again, what the hell do my feet have to do with a VD test?! I complied. She did a Pap, wrote her notes, said someone would be in shortly & left.

I waited in that cold, tiny ass room for over an hour. When the counselor, doctor or who ever in the sam hell she was came in, I immediately asked, “Why am I here?!” She told me that a man came into the clinic, tested positive for Syphilis & gave my name as one of his sexual partners. I was nauseous. I then asked why didn’t they just call me & she said they didn't call because "he" marked unknown on the phone # field on the form.

Now I’m really pissed because the men I were involved with knew my #. I asked who in the hell is this diseased, mystery man, but she couldn’t tell me, due to medical privacy, blasé, blasé….. Yeah whatever.

She proceeded to tell me that I had not been exposed & they would only give me a precautionary penicillin injection. A shot?!?! Give me a pill! She wouldn’t. Said the pills were reserved for those needing a course of treatment.

When it was all said and done, I wasn’t exposed & I honestly believe the man who gave my name had never even held my hand, let alone hit the skins (jealous muthafucka!).

I say this because I had recently “exchanged words” with some bad elements in my neighborhood & I truly believe one of those worthless bastards gave my name & address because that’s all they knew. Being I lived in the same complex for over 20 years, everyone in the neighborhood knew that.

It’s a good thing I never knew who did it, because I can’t say what the hell I would’ve done. Talk about a Mad, Black Woman......

Down Home With the Neelys ft. Pat & Gina Neely

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Yeah, I Cuss, So What....

I make no bones about it. I cuss...a lot.  Some people drink, some do drugs, some beat their kids/spouses, some steal, some kill.  Me? I cuss!  You have your release & I have mine.

It's not something I brag about, but it is something I do.  It's merely a habit I picked up from my mother & uncle (y'all just don't know). 

Where I come from cussing could be endearing, humorous, comical and/or hurtful, depending on what was being said & who was saying it. 

My mother is the perfect example - my son was her 1st grandchild & she adored, protected and even lied for that child.  When he'd irk her nerves, she say, "Boy! I'mma beat the dogsled shit outta you!"  He would laugh so hard he'd cry & she never laid a hand on him.  Most times she ended up laughing with him.  However, when that same line was given to my sister in a different situation, for her, it was no laughing matter.

I grew up in two homes - sometimes I was with my mother & other times I was with Muda & Papa.  I think "shit" might have been the worse thing I ever heard either of my grandparents say.  My mother was a different story.  She was never in the military but I'd bet my next paycheck should could make a sailor curl up in the fetal position & cry.

Before you get bent all outta shape (as if I would even care), I understand there is a time and place for everything.  I never purposely cussed in front of my mother or grandmother or any other elder for that matter.  I slipped a few times & apologized.  My granny just rolled her eyes & said "You get that mess from your mother."  My mother replied with, "Hell, you're grown."  I'm pretty sure she said that because she knows I picked up the habit from her.

One of my ex-boyfriends would say, "Such ugly words from such a pretty girl." Yeah dude, whateva.

Out here in cyberworld, I would never intentionally offend some one on their personal pages, blogs, etc., with my choice words, if I know they find it offensive.  However, on this here page, I will say what the hell I want, when the hell I want and how the hell I want. 

If you find what I say & how I say it offensive, feel free to remove me from your contacts.  On the same token, if what & how I express myself offends you, don't bother to add me as a contact. Trust & believe my feelings won't be hurt.

The image above is for visual effects only.  I have NO intention on ever reading it!

Y'all come back now, ya hear?!

Positive K ft Bernadette Stanis - Car Hoppers

Y'all know how I do!! HAHA

Somebody posted "I Gotta Man" & it made me remember this one.

PS I was a car hopper...back in the day. I definitely had an angel on my my lil dumb, teenage shoulder.