One day, while hanging out with a friend mine, she got a phone call or something on her phone. Immediately right after she finished with it, she got a notification of some sort. And she went to it. It was a picture of her friend wearing a new dress. And my friend goes: “She looks ugly on that dress!”
And then, she showed it to me. And then she hit “Like” on the picture. And I saw her doing it. … Man! You know me… [I can’t hold the truth] even if I have to die saying it, one way or another, you will hear it from me.
So I said to her: You just said that, “she looks ugly on that dress” … why then did you like the picture? And she goes: “Because every time I post something, she hits “LIKE” on it”
FRIENDS: If you don’t know me, the first thing you will “notice” (after looking through my stuff) is that I love social media. And I DO!. I LOVE SOCIAL MEDIA!. But on that day… ON THAT DAY, I learned that I needed to treat social media like a “smart” woman treat a bad boy. … YEAP!
CASE IN POINT: a smart woman knows that she can’t marry a bad boy. She also knows that she loves what she gets from that bad boy (because she can’t get it from anywhere else) [For some damnm reason, good boy can’t seem to figure this one out]. YOU SEE… but what she also knows is that: because of that (plus and minus) [which is really a minus, minus, minus and “one” plus] … because of that, she is always fully aware, and fully in control of ‘that’ relationship feelings.
IN OTHER WORDS: she never mixes the cake mix, but she always EATS the cake!
HONESTLY: I am not saying here that you should stop doing what you are doing. All I am saying here is that if you have any of these symptoms described on this video, that means that you have already married the bad boy.
DON’T FEEL BAD! … don’t feel bad. Just go to court and get a divorce! [And don’t worry, because God already approved it].
AND REMEMBER: be sweet about it. Be very sweet. So you can still eat that cake! (Afterwards).
MAN! … TALKING ABOUT CAKE: I just remembered. You know that big snow storm that just passed? .. Well, I didn’t have any cake while it was passing. That’s mess up! … And what made it worst, was when I woke up that morning to make coffee, I didn’t have no coffee at all. ZERO! NADA! NOTHING!.
You know: while going through a storm, I can live without eating cake. But, going through a big snow storm without drinking my Bustelo Coffee… that is way over the top. That’s too much for me.
Anyways…. Sorry for changing the subject. But I needed to vent.