10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace (Caselli Family, #1)

by Jahquel J.

Here’s to having a nigga that hates his toothpaste being squeezed or food touching but will make a nigga bleed behind you.

It usually took me a while to cut people off. However, once I was done, the cord was cut. He was my father, and I would always love him because he was my father. However, I had no room in my heart for the selfishness. My mother put up with it until she couldn’t anymore, and I refused to carry that burden of trying to stay connected because I happened to come from his ball sack. No thanks.

multifaceted,

the word wifey irritated me in more ways than one. It was a word made so men could validate women wanting to be wives without actually committing and using the actual word wife. There were so many people walking around calling their girlfriend wifey because it sounded good and made her feel better.

This man took me on a first date to meet his dead parents in a mausoleum.

Yeah, Menace is NUTSSSSS LOLLLLL

“You ever got your pussy ate before, Wonder?” She slowly pulled her head up and stared into my eyes. “You won’t put sauce on your chicken, but you’ll eat my pussy?”

GAGGED LMFAOOOOOO

He found the person responsible, and she was fine as shit… fucking beautiful, a motor mouth though, but beautiful… she’s beautiful, right?” “Yeah, she’s real beautiful,” they all said in unison. I pulled my gun out. “I’ll shoot all your faces off for calling my fucking wife beautiful!” They all stared at me confused as if I hadn’t just asked them.

Whenever Stevie was around, I heard the song “As” by Stevie Wonder. It was her personal soundtrack whenever she entered a room or spoke to me. She made me feel as good as the song.

MY SHAYLAS AWWWWW

I was a conflicted nigga because I wanted the world to see how beautiful my wife was, at the same time I wanted to end whoever even thought she was.

For my baby I would wear a potatoes sack if she wanted me to.

“Nigga, you just said fuck my marriage?” “What?” the other man nearly hollered. “Mens, I ain’t never say no shit like that. I’m happy for you and Mrs. C. That shit is beautiful.” “Our marriage or her?” he questioned. “Fuck… Mens is this a fucking trick question?” He leaned back. “Depends … answer it wrong and I got a trick for yo’ ass.” “The marriage?” “Answer it like we playing jeopardy.” “What is the marriage?” “Ding ding… you good for now.”

Menace is really crazyyyyyyyyy