STANLEY C. TAYLOR
02-01-2009, 07:42 PM
What up, yo man Lyricone - The L'il brotha droppin' knowledge here.
Stan is out somewhere stressing over this writing test that he got in the mail. I told him to talk to me and chappy if he was having problems, but you know how folks are, always want to do it the hard way. So stepped in to get some shit off my chest if y'all don't mind. And if Stan does mind, he knows how to holla at a brotha.
At any rate, Here's the deal. My old lady's friend girl just had a birthday a few weeks back, and she's one of those ungreatful women who believe that if you're in her life, you must give her a present if you know what's good for you. I started not to give her ass shit, But Madame Maiden told me not to feel like that. So my sympathy side kicked in and I decided to go through with it, but just nothing more than a happy.
You see, Sister (that is her name) is really hard to shop for, and after astrominutes of searching for the perfect gift, I remembered that I saw some fondue sets where my boy stan worked at. I knew how much she loved chocolate and I thought that was she was getting and that's all I got to say on that.
Of course, It was markdown, and my girl told me how much sister hate cheap gifts. (I did mention she was ungreatful), so I took the sale sticker off.
When her birthday came she had one of her big ass parties. You know the kind, folks drinking, loud music, and all that. The neighbors even shot fireworks for her. She loved the gift and I though we were cool. She gave me a big hug and everything.
Just last week, my shorty tells me sister is mad about the gift I bought. She discovered that her co-worker had the same fondue and got it at the same spot, and at the same price I bought it for. (how many times do I have to say ungreatful). And everyone is on my ass over the fact that I, and not her, should take it back. I suggested that she should take it back her damn self, but no! Nobody wants to hear that shit. So I said to myself "I'm gonna fix her ass." So I went to her house and picked up the fondue and because I lost the reciept, they gave me a gift card, which wasn't a problem. When I got home, shorty was there with Sister and her clique and guess what, she still demanded I still owe her a present. So I said, "Here" and gave her the gift card for $5.00. "Happy birthday, merry christmas, happy valentines and everything else in the giving season, Bye"
Now tell me was I wrong.
Stan is out somewhere stressing over this writing test that he got in the mail. I told him to talk to me and chappy if he was having problems, but you know how folks are, always want to do it the hard way. So stepped in to get some shit off my chest if y'all don't mind. And if Stan does mind, he knows how to holla at a brotha.
At any rate, Here's the deal. My old lady's friend girl just had a birthday a few weeks back, and she's one of those ungreatful women who believe that if you're in her life, you must give her a present if you know what's good for you. I started not to give her ass shit, But Madame Maiden told me not to feel like that. So my sympathy side kicked in and I decided to go through with it, but just nothing more than a happy.
You see, Sister (that is her name) is really hard to shop for, and after astrominutes of searching for the perfect gift, I remembered that I saw some fondue sets where my boy stan worked at. I knew how much she loved chocolate and I thought that was she was getting and that's all I got to say on that.
Of course, It was markdown, and my girl told me how much sister hate cheap gifts. (I did mention she was ungreatful), so I took the sale sticker off.
When her birthday came she had one of her big ass parties. You know the kind, folks drinking, loud music, and all that. The neighbors even shot fireworks for her. She loved the gift and I though we were cool. She gave me a big hug and everything.
Just last week, my shorty tells me sister is mad about the gift I bought. She discovered that her co-worker had the same fondue and got it at the same spot, and at the same price I bought it for. (how many times do I have to say ungreatful). And everyone is on my ass over the fact that I, and not her, should take it back. I suggested that she should take it back her damn self, but no! Nobody wants to hear that shit. So I said to myself "I'm gonna fix her ass." So I went to her house and picked up the fondue and because I lost the reciept, they gave me a gift card, which wasn't a problem. When I got home, shorty was there with Sister and her clique and guess what, she still demanded I still owe her a present. So I said, "Here" and gave her the gift card for $5.00. "Happy birthday, merry christmas, happy valentines and everything else in the giving season, Bye"
Now tell me was I wrong.