“I’m going up this mountain, to save my marriage,” I said out loud to myself before laughing. Sheila was strong as hell, and I prayed for her type of strength as I drove off.
I don’t EVER want Sheila’s strength from her marriage 🙅🏾♀️😂
“You don’t want to do this. I promise you my cat is played the fuck out. That song by fifty, Many Men, yup. It’s about me and my pussy. When I say ran through, I mean ran through like Forrest ran across the country.”
I threw my hand up again. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath. Was this bitch really telling me the theme song to The Fresh Prince of Belaire? When I opened my eyes, I went the fuck off.
“It’s cool, we done anyway. Matter fact, get yall bitch asses out my house. I don’t need this negativity. Thank you for coming out, God bless you, goodnight.”
Not the Russell Simmons Def Comedy Jam goodbye. Lord is HELL! 😂
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