It's Steven again... today I saw the same girl at the club in the grocery store only....she looked like she was 9months pregnant?! And I KnnOOW This chick wasn't pregnant at the club....well I was drunk sooo...know what NAW She had a flat stomach! I was drunk but not that drunk.
But it was crazy because she came over to my grocery lane to ask if she could cut in front of me, so I let her. She gave me a look so funky. It wasn't bad...it was just odd. She just smiled and looked at me as she walked her badonka-donk out the Wal-mart. She looked like she wanted me. But I didn't want that kid though.Especially one that I didn't make. I CANNOT have children at my age. These nappy headed chillren these days don't know how to act. Over here twerkin on Barney smokin blunts on Sesame street. Throwin up gang signs with Charlie Brown. Just sad... ain't it.
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Tales of Hood Rat City
HumorI don't have any idea why I'm doing this. Probably because it's Summer and I'm bored.
