mind ya buisness, thats all just mind ya business!

to me i feel like no one should be all up in yo mouth when they were not asked to be. i mean i have had some encounters with this and im tellin u that junk gets on my LAST NERVE! u gotta deal with people runnin they mouth, assummin stuff and all that. i dnt kno about everyone else but i surly dnt have time for that nonsense. i dnt like drama so when someone feels the need to exaggerate something they heard or THINK they heard it really ticks me off. Sooooo here is some advice to all the drama starters, the HATERS, instigators, and just plain ol nosey people................GET A LIFE! thank u and good evenin

SPINAL!!!

this is what i am talking about. i dare you to watch this with a straight face.

lets start the foolishness

first off...let me say that "I have the utmost respect for Greek life". I have numerous friends and family who are proud to say that they are members of black Greek organizations. so believe me when I say that I mean no disrespect with the following story...

when you get married to someone, you’re not only supposed to share bank accounts, but friends. (all that shit is lame, but I humor the nonsense) one evening my wife talked me into coming over to meet one of her coworkers' at his house. now from all the stories I had heard, this dude seemed cool; typical hard working family man. WRONG!

the night started off cool. we ate nachos and drank margaritas; it was actually cool until he called the men into the kitchen. now this friend of my wife was a member of a Greek organization, and located near the pot of nachos cheese was his frat paddle. I tried not to laugh, but….seriously?! so I guess he was trying to recruit me into his "group", hence the pow-wow in the kitchen. and apparently part of the Greek initiation process is to bend strangers over and paddle them in your kitchen. NO...are you sure? ...because that is what this dude tried to do to me. MAAAD HOMO and real suspect! he stood there with this paddle in one hand, drink in the other, asking me "what do you know about this?" as the other two men stood there watching, he continued..."c'mon man, you're fam, ask them (pointing to other guys), they've done it". "they know about this". I honestly think dude was getting off on this. I sat there (back to the sink) in confused amazement. I told him, "I don’t care what THEY have done, but I’m not about to have a man bend me over and paddle me, sorry no thanks". I guess this was disrespect to him since he is used to raping men, and in his impatience, he slammed the paddle against the counter, breaking it.

We left shortly thereafter, but little did I know that this was a sign of things to come.

To be continued….

who's your teeth

randomosity is golden. and kin to this kind of randomness, is nonsense. "who's you teeth" is a blog dedicated to the random nonsense we all witness daily. we are here to expose the nonsense and those responsible. sometimes it cruel, most of the time its funny, but its all true. these are the stories of those who see everyday life for what it is. "the doors of the church are now open", welcome to who's you teeth.