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Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Woman Law Wednesday

THOU SHALL KEEP THY ASS IN THE HOUSE SOMETIMES

Okay...I like to go out and be seen as much as the next chick...what's better than getting dressed in some fancy duds, going to someone's club, drinking some watered down drinks, get hit on by the same ugly dudes you see week after week and rubbing your ass like a house cat on someone's son?

Doesn't sound too hot when I put it like that huh? But really...that's exactly what it is, the faster that you see 'going out' for what it is, the easier it is to stop doing it because you realize...

"I'm not missing out on much"

Now anybody who knows me or has been reading my blog for awhile knows I was Ms. Party all the time...every other weekend, Friday & Saturday I was in someone's club in some city being a drunken hot girl. That shit gets old rather quickly my dear, trust me. You start becoming familiar with people from the club, you start seeing them outside the club, they think you are the same person from the club (which they believe is a yamp dressed in smut clothing who drinks like a fish) which isnt always who said girl is in real life (though in alot of cases it is).

And why do women go out to clubs and such anyway?

"I just wanna dance!"

No...you know that's a lie

"I just wanna hang out with my girls!"

Nope...try again

"I just wanna see who's out!"

Survey says? WRONG!


What your answer should have been (or was if you were really keeping it real with yourself) is:

"I wanna get fly and get hit on by random men who I will shoot down to make myself feel better but still holding out hope that I may just possibly find the love of my life or at least somebody to buy me a couple drinks while I'm looking to see who's out, dancing, and hanging with my girls."

Keep it 1hunnid...this Epitome...Epitome knows beybey, Epitome knows! And though you would probably not admit this to anyone but yourself (if that) that is the reason whether you choose to believe it or not; sorry to burst your Ciroc Berry and Pineapple juice bubble.

But lemme tell you like dis...if you are a club rat, stool pigeon, bar wench, or whatever other name you can come up with...no man will wife you. Actually, let me alter that a bit...no SELF RESPECTING man will wife you. By falling into one of the afformentioned categories you are declaring, quite loudly in fact, that you are not ready for a serious relationship, no matter what your lips say your actions are showcasing something completely different.

Actions speak louder than...well you know the rest.

3 comments:

Epitome said...

LOL!!!! That's why it's called WOMAN law wednesday. I don't think any man will wake up any day and say "I just wish from henceforth no woman will rub her ass on my crotch because I am so over all of that."

tha unpretentious narcissist© said...

i'm doing the holy dance. get these chicks straight...

"I wanna get fly and get hit on by random men who I will shoot down to make myself feel better but still holding out hope that I may just possibly find the love of my life or at least somebody to buy me a couple drinks while I'm looking to see who's out, dancing, and hanging with my girls."

all that shit is. and yall have a damn heart attack if your dude say he's going out. cause yanno that's why he going out too.

Epitome said...

@Unpretentious: *holy dances between the pews with you* Sometimes it takes a third party to break it down so one can see...that's all I'm doing, being that third party.