So just another night that I am going to bed confused about women: I spoke to different peeps about different things at different times and all I got from 3 different conversations was confusion. From 1 who should know better I got lectured; from one who knew I was too tired for jokes I got played with; and from 1 who knew I didn't want a serious conversation I got a long meaningful discussion. So anyway vote or die? This is an amazing election just based on the mobilization of the youth vote; its something wonderful to see though all the slogans have me scratching my head: VOTE OR DIE? A lil harsh I think but it seems to be effective...Anyway since I cant vote (felons should be able to vote by the way they have seen the world at its worst in prison - they prolly have a good idea on social infrastructure) I will plug something we can all vote on: The most risque (skankiest ho) outfit for halloween. I will be taking suggestions from yall tomorrow night as to who we should pick out for the finalists.
-----Halloween shopping is tough: My outfit requires that I shop for the clothing in the womens section and damn women have small shoulders and narrow hips makes it so hard to find a good selection.
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- Cali J
- Cali-J ueber alles in der Welt. Some think that I am mean; (I call them friends), in fact I am not that mean. What I am is sarcastic and dry to the sandpaper level. I have friends that I have never said a kind word to their face, but I praise to the ends of the earth to anyone I know and will defend them to the end. That’s just how I roll! My boys know that I am down for them, my girls know that no matter what I will keep them safe (and occasionally flirt with them [If you are a female friend of mine and think I haven’t flirted with you it just means you didn’t notice, it was extremely subtle or…not yet ]). No one is safe from my sarcasm even my own parents; hence of course as a kid I spent a significant amount of time in punishment. I treat people with respect if I think they deserve it – everyone starts off with the same amount of respect from me (a lot). You don’t need to earn my respect; you have to keep my respect.
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