Most of this is random foolishness that goes through my mind... And a little life experiences here... and there... a little love lesson... depression... random acts of shananigans... and kindness... lol...
disney was a freakin blast... i got to kick it with my little cousins... (their like 3, or 9, or 1... or something like that...) but their like the coolest kids ever... and bad as fuck... but their funny... and my rule is... if it's funny... you can get away with it...
here are the pics... enjoysssssssssssssssssssssssssss
looking out of my hotel... freaking great...
best breakfast ever!!!
most racist shit i've ever seen... but it was pretty funny...
EPCOT!!!! the famous ball!!!
JELLYFISH!!!
ah... it's a fish... i think...
tree of life... it's actually a fake tree... some ole bullshit right...
Sorry it's been a minuto follks... had to take a vacaaaaation... i'll have details manana... for now... here's some unreleased Kanyeeeeeezeeeeee.... fuck with it...
hey guys... i'm going to the happiest place on earth for Christmas (Disney)... and it's gonna be a blast... cause my baby cousins are gonna be there... and they freakin rock... not to mention they further help me realize that i will continue to put a ring in my cooter (birth control)... i mean... i love kids... as long as i can give them back...
so lets get to it...
so... i went to visit my friend Weaver the other day... i've known his since high school... good lookin dude... pretty nice place... ok car... NO FUCKIN GAME!!!!
after chillin at Weaver's apt for a while... i had to go potty (#1... i can only take a shit at a dudes house after i've known them for two years... weird... i know...) i handle my biz... wash my hands... grab a paper towel and dry my hands... and then proceed to put the paper towel in the trash can... (now his trash can was damn near empty... mind you...) and what do i see... to my surprise... a big ole' magnum condom... i laugh and shake my head and walk out the bathroom...
i walk over to Weaver and say... "looks like somebody got lucky last night..." he looked at me confused... i then said... "there's a magnum condom in your trash can..." and you know what this nigga says... "ah... man, that's my cousins..." smh... this nigga lives in a one bedroom... one bathroom apt... really... i mean... i really could care less that you're fuckin someone else... i mean... as you all know... i have a team... and some of them have had the pleasure... if you know what i mean (i hate when i rhyme...) i was like "Boo it's cool... you're using rubbers... that's all that matters..." LMAO... he was like, "i'm serious... he (his cousin) did her on the floor!" i was like... "NIGGA DON'T INSULT MY SMARTNESS!!!"
well not totally... my weekend was chill... caught up on some sleep and laundry...
so friday... i went to Jaspers... one of my friends from middle school was having a little birthday party... i've stood him up for like the past two months... every time he'd be like "Tiff! I'm throwin a party!!!" i'd be like... "ah... i'll try to make it through..." and he and i both knew that was a damn lie... so when he told me about his b-day get together... i had to go... plus... it's right down the street from my house...
so i arrive at Jaspers... and i see a few of my middle school classmates... even my middle school crush... Brian... (singing... back in the day when i was young i'm not a kid anymore...) now back in the day... Brian was fine brotha... i mean FINE... every girl wanted to sit next to him on the school bus... including me... but Brian would never give me the time of day... he was even kinda mean to me at times... but any who... i hadn't seen Brian in about 11 or 12 years... and i can honestly say... that attractive young man i once knew... was now an aged... smoked out hasbeen... he looked terrible...
Brian walked over to the side of the bar i was sitting, and said... "Tiffany?" i smiled and said... "hi Brian..." i could tell by the look he gave me he was amazed at how a skinny flat chested pigeon toed girl could grow up to be an attractive woman with c cups and thick hips... him and i chopped it up for about 30 min with small talk... and then i told him i was about to leave... he was like... "well... can i walk you to your car..." i hesitantly said..."ah... i guess..." he walks me to my car, and ask can we talk for a little while longer... i agree... he gets in my car and was like... "Tiffany... have you ever looked at someone and knew they were the one for you..." (hell yeah... Common... he's my baby's daddy...) i give him this weird look... and he then says... "Tiffany... I want you to be my wife one day..." WTF?!?!?!??!
i didn't do a good job at holding my laughter... he gave me his number and asked if i could call him tomorrow... i smile and told him it was good seeing him... and fuck as naw i'm not callin his crazy ass...
this nigga has to have lost his damn mind...
BTW... McDonalds... stop the niggerdom... stop it now... it's just one of the many reasons i don't eat yall fuckin food... turd burglars...
so... i'm about to act like a total groupie right now... but this dude... top mack nigga showed me some mutha fuckin love!!!! i love this dudes shit... off the chain...
have a great weekend everyone! i'll be staying in bed and holdin my bible... holla...
*sidebar... went out on a date last night with nice look Ne-Yo.... food was cool... convo was great... and the weather wasn't to bad... i likes... not sure if he's my type just yet... but i do likes... i ran him off with my perfume... and it wasn't that he didn't like it... it was that he liked it to much... and though he might try to whip out big willie on me... but i don't do that on the first date... unless you're taking me to get sushi... LOL... no really... sushi or a $40 steak... i do have standards...*
Texas Ranger isn't to happy with me... he called me twice last night when i was out with Ne-Yo... but i don't answer phone calls when i'm out with someone else... don't care how much you mean to me... i'm just glad he didn't ask me what i was doing... cause i just might have told him...
people in my office are outbreak monkey's... and they look like this...
take your sick ass HOME!!!! and stop coming over to my damn desk asking me what i'm eating for lunch... and do i have any medicine... no fucktard i don't!!!! i am not you pusha!!!!
if you are a booty call... and i forget to call you and wish you a happy birthday... why would you get upset... YOU'RE A FUCKIN BOOTY CALL!!!!! i don't care about your birthday... graduation... or you gettin a promotion at work... the only thing i care about is your penis... and making sure that it's clean and that it works... so no... i don't want to meet you at the bar for drinks... but i'll meet you at the hotel with condoms...
why people keep sayin... "you know... gas prices are gonna go back up..." SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!" why are you gonna jinx a good thing... you know what... if they do go back up... i'm slap you in the face with a dirty diaper... ass master..
best breakfast ever!!!
