Monday, November 28, 2005

When Suga Becomes Deadly.......

I don't know if I've ever disclosed to y'all that I'm not particularly a fan of swapping spit, shoving my tongue down the back of someone's throat, locking lips, and any other adjective used to describe kissing. One reason being is that if you want to get sick, just kiss somebody and all of their little germs will be high fiving your immune system and shit. Causing your white blood cell count to skyrocket like the price of gas and your nose to run like, like, like...

Shoot me, I ran out of similies and shit....

Anyway, this 15 year old Canadian teen died from anaphylactic shock after kissing her boyfriend who'd eaten a peanut butter snack a few hours earlier. Apparently, the teen was allergic to peanuts.

Damn, ain't that some shit?

You trying to kiss your suga booga and all of a sudden your mouth starts to swell profusely and you start feeling lightheaded. You probably thinking to yourself "Damn, he's a good ass kisser", when in fact your ass is going into anaphylactic shock.

Geez, just one more reason for me not to kiss a nigga....


http://www.ajc.com/hp/content/shared-gen/ap/Canada/Canada_Deadly_Kiss.html

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Giving Thanks Where Thanks Is Due

As we approach the time honored tradition of stuffing our faces with food, let us not forget the true meaning behind this holiday.

Well, okay we'll overlook the part of the Pilgrim's getting high with the Native Americans with the "peace pipe" and really focus on the intent of the special day.

With so much disaster and death going around us, let us big thankful for the little things. So often, we get bogged down with what we don't have like the brand new house or car, the significant other from heaven (okay that's me), or a large bank account; that we don't appreciate the small things like....

Living.

Living is something that we take for granted. God doesn't have to allow us to get up and breathe. Remember that if you're still here on this earth, then you're still here for a reason. You still have some unfinished work for the Lord left to do. Although you may be struggling financially or emotionally, just know that your struggle is not in vain and through your hardships is a blessing waiting to find you.

So on the night before the eve of Thanksgiving take this post and read it and savor it and then go eat some turkey and dressing.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Tell 'Em Why You Mad Son?

*Warning: This post will be filled with many expletives. Viewer discretion is advised*

Lately, I've noticed that little shit bothers me. Little stuff like the following:

1. Muthafuckas who can't drive in Atlanta
2. Employers who act like a Negro won't quit on their ass
3. Negros who use bullshit excuses as to why they act the way they do
4. FedEx shippers
5. Delta and the spoiled ass pilots who'd rather risk putting themselves and thousands of other Delta employees out of jobs because they're too proud to let their Jaguar go and sell the 350,000 dollar house that they bought in Alpharetta
6. The leasing agents at my apartment complex who saw me standing outside in the rain the office today with the FedEx package that I've been trying to get picked up since and didn't open the fucking door because it wasn't time for them to open, but their bitch asses were staring at me through the window.
7. Ge.or.ge Bu.sh still being in office
8. All these promises of cold weather and the thermometer is still registering at 88 degrees and I have on a damn turtleneck.
9. Potential employees who feel it's okay not to call you back after having four fucking interviews to tell you anything.
10. Employers who feel it's cool to make you have four fucking interviews. Shouldn't they know after the first two, if you're suitable candidate?
11. Everything in Atlanta being fiddy-leven miles away from each other.
12. The term rush hour when there's traffic all damn day long
13. Having to pay $237 for a fucking tag decal. A damn sticker that says 2006 on it. What the fuck?
14. Bill collectors who for payment in full. If I haven't paid you the minimum, what in the hell makes you think I've got money to pay the full amount?
15. People who call you with nothing really to say.
16. Why after losing nearly 40 pounds, people want to assume that because I'm Black that I must be on crack and that's how I lost my weight?
17. SP.RI.NT PC.S
18. Why I have to put little dots in between shit because people like to fucking Google shit (no offense Grayse).
19. My ass hurting for no apparent reason.
20. Nasty ass tap water.
21. My empty bank account.
22. People who give unwarranted advice.
23. My nosey coworker

Ahhhhh! I feel so much better!