HUNGRY !!!!
Yes I assume he’s a he…….. I like to have comfortable crushing……
Mrs B.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Mrs. B's Crush of the Week
Is none other than this little guy
HUNGRY !!!!
Yes I assume he’s a he…….. I like to have comfortable crushing……
Mrs B.
HUNGRY !!!!
Yes I assume he’s a he…….. I like to have comfortable crushing……
Mrs B.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
You're Lacking
Hello all, I am fresh from the bat cave and ready to com-fucking-plain. It’s the same fucking thing over and over, history damn sure repeats itself and through comparing notes with my cousin over the last few days I have realized that change comes to no man. I don’t mean man as in human I mean man as in yall mutha fuckers that walk around with your brains stretched between your legs, hanging between balls of Satan. I am not angry or mad as hell. I am disappointed in the last three fucking generations. Pissed off as the place where more than most of yall bastards were bred. How the fuck you gon be in your mid forties with seven fucking children and still be lame as fuck? How in the birth place of you are you going to go from baby one to baby seven and not change nothing but your draws? I swear the same shit different day was derived by an angry woman.
Bombay won the poll and we witnessed straight DC fuckery at it’s finest over this Valentines/I call time weekend. I have to quickly relay the bullshit so that to can be released into the universe further concreting the fact that me and relationships will more than likely lead to a nice cushy box or cell depending on my reflexes.
Situation One
Actually happened on Valentines Day. I was extremely comfortable and content with my most faithful suitor, Sir Bombay Sapphire, when I walk into the pits of hell, disguised as a birthday party for a child. To sum up the evening events, my friend and children’s aunt had a party for her son. Which of course turned into a grown up party. Not in the sense that you are thinking, this shit turned into some old Judge Judy Hatchett-Ephiram type shit. I mean her and her friends actually coaxed three men one of which is her husband into laying out their most recent troubles in front of everyone….. Umm yeah I was sure the night would end in violence. Of course I joined in on the grilling. This shit went from one broad whom we all just met voicing how her “man” is upset because she doesn’t swallow to someone removing locks from his “baby mommas” door to get in and catch her slipping. I swear this shit was you tube worthy… If only I carried release forms and a video camera on my person at all times………
Moving on, I left the “party” only to get a phone call from my friend saying her husband stole the fuck out of her on the balcony and she’s in the parking lot with no keys. Yes I hauled ass back to her house to find out her and her mother had to beat that niggas ass for hitting her and I was too late, or so I thought. I get there and the punk bitch has a nerve to come back into the house….. Use your imagination people…….
In the end I hate woman beaters; they are evil and need to be destroyed.
Situation Two
My cousin has two children by a man in his mid forties that has the mind of a pre-teen. How it happened, I don’t know. Why she stayed with him, I have no clue. Why this nigga didn’t show up to his daughter’s birthday party but came around empty handed after the festivities and promised her a toy then didn’t come around for two days…… DIPPERS!
Get the fuck from the Pentacle and raise your children! You fucked up on five you would think these two would inspire your weak ass. Nope your motivation is the time the dipper spot becomes available. WTF? You old as shit. Bitch you bout to reach retirement and all your eligible children qualify for a mere $84 a month. Where did you life go? Has anybody seen his manhood? I believe it leaked out when his umbilical cord was cut. If you happen to see his common sense and shit laying on the wayside please send it to P.O. Box my cousin makes bad choices 666.
Yeah she saw that he didn’t raise the first five when they met, I guess he got game. The jig is up bastard they are here now. Take a bath and embrace fatherhood.
I could go on and on but I won’t - I have had enough. Fini I am, is that French? Either way I say fuck it….. These bastards will not change. I posted a blog on myspace as to why. I must post it after this. I can say part of the blame is females.
Mrs. B
Bombay won the poll and we witnessed straight DC fuckery at it’s finest over this Valentines/I call time weekend. I have to quickly relay the bullshit so that to can be released into the universe further concreting the fact that me and relationships will more than likely lead to a nice cushy box or cell depending on my reflexes.
Situation One
Actually happened on Valentines Day. I was extremely comfortable and content with my most faithful suitor, Sir Bombay Sapphire, when I walk into the pits of hell, disguised as a birthday party for a child. To sum up the evening events, my friend and children’s aunt had a party for her son. Which of course turned into a grown up party. Not in the sense that you are thinking, this shit turned into some old Judge Judy Hatchett-Ephiram type shit. I mean her and her friends actually coaxed three men one of which is her husband into laying out their most recent troubles in front of everyone….. Umm yeah I was sure the night would end in violence. Of course I joined in on the grilling. This shit went from one broad whom we all just met voicing how her “man” is upset because she doesn’t swallow to someone removing locks from his “baby mommas” door to get in and catch her slipping. I swear this shit was you tube worthy… If only I carried release forms and a video camera on my person at all times………
Moving on, I left the “party” only to get a phone call from my friend saying her husband stole the fuck out of her on the balcony and she’s in the parking lot with no keys. Yes I hauled ass back to her house to find out her and her mother had to beat that niggas ass for hitting her and I was too late, or so I thought. I get there and the punk bitch has a nerve to come back into the house….. Use your imagination people…….
In the end I hate woman beaters; they are evil and need to be destroyed.
Situation Two
My cousin has two children by a man in his mid forties that has the mind of a pre-teen. How it happened, I don’t know. Why she stayed with him, I have no clue. Why this nigga didn’t show up to his daughter’s birthday party but came around empty handed after the festivities and promised her a toy then didn’t come around for two days…… DIPPERS!
Get the fuck from the Pentacle and raise your children! You fucked up on five you would think these two would inspire your weak ass. Nope your motivation is the time the dipper spot becomes available. WTF? You old as shit. Bitch you bout to reach retirement and all your eligible children qualify for a mere $84 a month. Where did you life go? Has anybody seen his manhood? I believe it leaked out when his umbilical cord was cut. If you happen to see his common sense and shit laying on the wayside please send it to P.O. Box my cousin makes bad choices 666.
Yeah she saw that he didn’t raise the first five when they met, I guess he got game. The jig is up bastard they are here now. Take a bath and embrace fatherhood.
I could go on and on but I won’t - I have had enough. Fini I am, is that French? Either way I say fuck it….. These bastards will not change. I posted a blog on myspace as to why. I must post it after this. I can say part of the blame is females.
Mrs. B
Friday, February 6, 2009
FUCK YOU FRIDAY
Happy Fuck You Friday to All and to All a Great Day
Feel Free to drop your FUCK YOU’S in the comment section!
I’ll start off with a huge hefty FUCK YOU to the big ass MTA bus driver that decided upon a mid day booty call with my neighbor and blocked like two parking spaces forcing me to park down the hill!
Oh and another FUCK YOU to whoever stocks the poultry at my nearest grocery store. The whole damn section was full of chicken legs and wings! I specifically went in for thighs……
Mrs. B
Happy Posting - - -
Feel Free to drop your FUCK YOU’S in the comment section!
I’ll start off with a huge hefty FUCK YOU to the big ass MTA bus driver that decided upon a mid day booty call with my neighbor and blocked like two parking spaces forcing me to park down the hill!
Oh and another FUCK YOU to whoever stocks the poultry at my nearest grocery store. The whole damn section was full of chicken legs and wings! I specifically went in for thighs……
Mrs. B
Happy Posting - - -
Thursday, February 5, 2009
A Thousand Words Thursdays
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Do You Like Boys?
You could just come out and ask. Exactly how honest would this person be with you? Is there a right time to question someone’s sexuality? You could come right out the gate with “oh so you were locked up huh, you prison gay or all out happy?” Would that ruin a possible friendship? Just because you meet someone doesn’t mean you are going to have sex. If sex is the main goal from the beginning then the question answer period should definitely come into play (where honesty probably wouldn’t rear its head) After all it’s just a one, two maybe a three nighter right? How common is it for an in denial PG dude to come out on the first conversation if their ulterior motive is to hit? I am confident in my opinion on the “prison gay” population. I believe if you have done more than a year straight then the odds are against you. IJS. Especially if they were in some maximum penitentiary like setting. So basically if a guy tells me he’s been in for like three years my mind instantly wonders if he’s a giver or a taker. Again, IJS. On to my point for this snippet of a blog
If you meet someone and during the get to know you process their incarceration comes up when and how do you question their sexuality?
I am so nosey that even if this guy was deemed a friend from the beginning I am still going to want to know. If the incarceration outweighs the good then how in the hell do you even establish a relationship? The honesty in his answer will play a huge part in the decision making process. How can you playfully awaken your beau without possibly catching two to the chest? What are the odds of him having a damn flashback and kirking out in the middle of the night? Or even worse what if he is totally honest and gets the urge for man-parts somewhere down the line. I am starting to believe that it is damn near impossible to establish a relationship with a man that has done time. That is so shallow of me, everyone deserves a second chance.
I feel shallow because there are DL dudes that have done no time at all and we go on establishing relationships with them. Most of them have no tell tale signs of what they prefer until you are in too deep. It’s almost as if jail/prison time puts the last brick into the relationship wall. This man could be the best thing to ever happen to someone and because of his honesty he never gets a chance, then on the other hand if he lies then he is dismissed and he goes on wishing he wasn’t so honest.
Catch 22?
Mrs. B
If you meet someone and during the get to know you process their incarceration comes up when and how do you question their sexuality?
I am so nosey that even if this guy was deemed a friend from the beginning I am still going to want to know. If the incarceration outweighs the good then how in the hell do you even establish a relationship? The honesty in his answer will play a huge part in the decision making process. How can you playfully awaken your beau without possibly catching two to the chest? What are the odds of him having a damn flashback and kirking out in the middle of the night? Or even worse what if he is totally honest and gets the urge for man-parts somewhere down the line. I am starting to believe that it is damn near impossible to establish a relationship with a man that has done time. That is so shallow of me, everyone deserves a second chance.
I feel shallow because there are DL dudes that have done no time at all and we go on establishing relationships with them. Most of them have no tell tale signs of what they prefer until you are in too deep. It’s almost as if jail/prison time puts the last brick into the relationship wall. This man could be the best thing to ever happen to someone and because of his honesty he never gets a chance, then on the other hand if he lies then he is dismissed and he goes on wishing he wasn’t so honest.
Catch 22?
Mrs. B
Mrs. B's Crush of the Week
Is none other than
Mr. Daniel Pharr, “The Novice Skydiver is what I call him”
He gets Kudos for sharing the same last name as my ninth grade hottie
Oh yeah and this hot piece, jumped from a plane at 13,500 ft in the air strapped to a skydiving instructor who caught a heart-attack mid-jump and died mid- air. Novice Skydiver then guided their parachute to safety.
Swagerrific, call me?
Mrs. B
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