Here’s a lesson for EVERY ONE, do not marry someone you have to “make a job” for and not only do you make a job for them, you put them in charge of YOUR business. Nope, Never, Nah....

That’s a troll. You can tell by the deliberate provocation (and also the level of BS). Don’t let it bait you.

(Note: I’m not sure, but I think I probably should start my to:dr post off with a SEXUAL ABUSE TRIGGER WARNING. I’m going to write about some of my personal experiences with being on the receiving end of sexual abuse, and the power dynamics that fools victims into the delusion of self-blame. So if you’re easily…

She’s such a class act - even in the way she deals with disgusting pigs trying to bully and coerce her into sex.

Yeah, same here. I don’t mind seeing a celebrity dumpster fire but bringing a baby into it (and reminding the public that there is a baby now being brought up by two emotionally unstable coke heads) turns the whole thing from enjoyable tabloid junk to mere sadness. I’m done.

The need to contain their beefing to Calabasas.

I don’t care how ratchet folks say Azealia is, had Gladiator tried to choke her out and spit on her and I was in the same room with her, I would have entertained everybody with these hands slapping the shit outta he. Nope, you ain’t gonna do that to her, you two bit Jor-El mofo, you.

The kicker is he lied on her knowing he would be more credible than her.

As my grandmother (RIP) would say, “If he don’t sit his black ass down somewhere...”

you forgot the shower shoes/slides with white athletic socks, shorts, chains/watch that are too expensive to wear with athletic gear, and either a bluetooth or tiny radio to “catch the game”

In the words of my grandmother, “Negro, please”.

Thank you for this word. There was so MUCH wrong in that photo that it turned into a Where’s Waldo of Wrongness for me, and I still had just one niggling thing bothering me - that was it.

That made my day. Best of luck to her.

We’ll discuss it at the next meeting.

She’s a wise woman.

The period of time between birth and death?

I’m grateful for white people with dreads. Like a snake with orange markings, they’re broadcasting that they’re sketchy as all hell and I should stay the fuck away.

The fire hasn’t been put out, though. Patriarchy, rape culture and “you aren’t brave enough because you weren’t the first” are the wildfires that consume entire cities because somebody (foolishly) thought that the problem had been solved once the blaze in one home had been quelled.

*uses my teaspoon to stir my cup of orange pekoe... Stares at the gathering of brothas and sistas, who were “inviting” the others... Stares with an all-knowing glare...* Mmm-hmph! This is what y’all asses get. *mumbles* Y’all need to know how to copyright shit before spreading it all over the internet. *drinks a sip*

“Riddle me...”