Dear Drama!
I assumed that turning 30 would put an end to running into ignorant ass men! I have never been so wrong in my life. As I rushed home from a long day of teaching five year olds, I had high hopes that I wouldn’t run into any more children for the remainder of the day. I pulled into a crowded gas station with the intentions of paying, pumping, and riding out, but to my surprise ignorance was lurking around pump five! This dude was a character to say the least. The first word he “sang” to me was mind blowing. “Damn, Thang(I’m guessing that’s my government name) you thick!” All I could do was stare.
As I continued pumping gas he decides to walk over and introduce himself. LaRico was his name and” hauling” cement was his” game”. As I politely turned him away with the typical line of ”I’m dating”, he moves in a little closer. Wow LaRico, what big balls you have(figuratively speaking of course). With his hand on my ass, yes I did say my ass, he ask “what’s up with that cookie”! WTF! Are you fuckn retarded! Where do these men come from? On what side of town is that acceptable? The south side I assume? A pulitzer prize winning author couldn’t make this shit up!
hell 2 the NAH!