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07/13/04     I hated to do it but I had to cut homegirl back. I don't need anymore children to support. 

A man can be played for a fool only so many times before he wises up. That realization has come to me with one of the women I'm dealing with right now. She's cool peoples and she has a nice phat ass and the pussy is ok but a phat ass and wet pussy won't keep a good man with common sense like me. 

I tried my best to deal with her hoodrat antics but enough is enough. I've realized that some girls will NEVER learn their lesson, no matter how long they live and no matter how much bullshit they go through because of their bad decisions. This particular woman that I was dealing with will never learn a gotdamn thing..She's stuck in her hoodrat mentality and I'm not about to let her mindset rub off on me and in turn drain my fucking wallet. 

The girl has five kids....That alone should get any woman off of her ass to go and do something for herself and should make any woman realize that hanging out with the niggas smoking and drinking and selling dope leads to NOWHERE but prison and poverty...I'm not even mad at her if she wants to hustle but if you're gonna hustle, at least make enough money to make a living at it. Why take that kind of risk to make the same amount of money that you would make at McDonalds? The man will lock a nigga up for years on some dumb shit and this is why I can't understand why people risk their livelihood for some quick easy money....The problem lies in that it is no longer profitable to be a small time crack dealer out on the corner. The only way you can make decent money is if you're wholesaling it or have a LARGE clientele to supplement your wholesaling. This isn't the Eighties and early Nineties where any dumb nigga could make $1,000 a day selling crack on the street corner. These days, these low level dealers are living a step above poverty. But they can't stop selling the crack because it's too fucking easy...Since I deal with a lot of crackheads in my porn business, I know how people act when it comes to wanting dope. They'll do almost anything. So if you're a crack seller and you are surrounded by crackheads, I'm sure that it would be hard to turn down that money. 

But the problem with this girl is that she's always broke. (or so she says)....She doesn't have a job, doesn't have a place to live, doesn't have a working car, doesn't have a valid drivers licence, and doesn't have an education....But the ONE thing that she has is a phat round booty. But do you think she's using that round booty to make some money? Hell no...She's rather SIT on that booty and make chump change than SHAKE that booty and make some bread. This baffles me because the girl has kids and no steady place to live....

And it isn't like she isn't spending time in the club....For some reason, she can't shake her ass in a club, but she can hang out in every nigga bar in town and beg off of niggas for a drink because she doesn't have any money.  Would any of y'all want a woman who was out in the nightclub BEGGING for drinks while she played it like she was sitting over her aunts house and watching her kids? Well this is the type of woman I'm dealing with.....One night she came over my house two and a half hours late and then she got mad because I had a friend coming over to smoke a blunt with me. I told her that my friend would be gone in an hour so she could call me and see what was up for later. She said that she would call me when she got home and she did. She called me and told me that she was home and I said cool. She acted like she wasn't going out so that was that....

Next day, she calls me and tells me some shit that resulted in her not having to go over her aunts house. She then said that she ended up sleeping over one of her sisters house. What she FAILED to mention was that she was out in the nightclub that night. In fact, a nigga that I knew saw her in the club and happened to mention that he saw her there. Now this heifer never mentioned that she was even there and I gave her two seperate times to tell me that she was at the club and she didn't...So when I called her out on it, she tried to say that she didn't even think about it. How in the fuck can't you remember that you went to the nightclub? You can remember what happened before and after the club but can't mention what's in between?...She was in the bar begging for drinks when she needed to have her black ass up in the strip club making some money....I called her on it and said that she was on some hoodrat shit and I almost cut her off right then but she persuaded me not to. 

Then one day she called me on a hot day where I was in a bad mood and asked me if I could give her $50 because she was just short of getting the money to get her place. I asked her more than once, "So the crib is really yours?" and she said "Yes"...She comes over for the $50 and I tell her that I was proud of her because she was finally able to get a place for her and her children. I even tell my plutonic female friend about how my homegirl had finally gotten her own place and that she was $50 short and needed that to get her crib....Less than 15 minutes later, the girl calls me and tells me that after she went to the bank to cash this other check and to get the money, when she went back to the apartment, the man told her that it was already rented.....Did I get my $50 back? Hell no...Does she have any kind of apartment after that? Hell no....

One time, she asked me for twenty dollars to put towards a pedicure that she badly needs. I told her that she needs to just take five dollars, hit the drug store and buy some toe equipment, soak and sand those claws down and repaint the muthafuckas...But since she just finished cleaning up the kitchen and mopping the floor, I went ahead and gave her twenty. How do you think her toenails look now? They're still mangled like a muthafucka.

Another time, she told me that her cell phone had just gotten cut off. I responded with a grunt....A half hour later, she said to me, "Did I tell you that my phone got cut off?" and I said, "Yeah you told me"...I didn't give her any money though..So later on that day (maybe an hour and a half later) I decided to call her on the cell phone to see if it was really off...Guess what? It WASN'T off...And I know damn well that she didn't run to the place and get her phone cut back on within an hour and a half. What it was is that she wanted some money for whatever the fuck and it had nothing to do with her cell phone. 

Then this woman has the audacity to come to me this past Saturday and try to beg for some money for a new outfit. Our city was having an African Festival that they have every year. But this ain't no African festival. Only thing African about it is the African decendants walking around and some African art being sold at the vendors. Other than that, it's nothing but a bunch of NIGGAS walking around trying to look cute and somebody on stage playing some music and having all of the kids doing the Electric Slide....So therefore, there is no fucking need for a new outfit to hang around these same niggas that we have known all of our lives.

Shit, just writing about it and seeing this shit in printed form is just making me more pissed off!....

So I decided this week that I wasn't trying to see her for a few days to let the shit cool off. I was talking to this girl every fucking day and she was starting to bitch and whine like a woman who's married. I told her before and I'll tell her again that If I don't feel like fucking you, I AIN'T FUCKING YOU! And I don't give a rats ass about how mad you get about it. I don't give a rats ass what thug nigga you call on the phone to lay that pipe on you when I don't feel like it...It doesn't mean shit to me............She calls me yesterday in the morning like fucking clockwork to get her morning beg on...I gotta take my kid to camp in the morning so I come home and go back to sleep for an hour or two. ....The way it works is that I tell her that I'm still sleep and she says ok...Then she'll call ten minutes later and ask if I want to smoke a blunt..Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't and yesterday it didn't work...I had a huge sack of ganja left that I had bought on Thursday (which would have been GONE in a day and a half if she was around) and I didn't need to smoke a blunt so I told her that I was about to go back to sleep. 

She then starts with the complaining and doing the "If you don't want to talk to me...." routine...I tell her that I don't have enough money to see her right now so she needs to just wait. She tries to say that she doesn't ASK me to spend any money and then I tell her that with her being around, it costs me money. It's the weed of MINE she's smoking, it's MY liquor, beer that I'M buying (and she can't drink Malt Liquor like I do. She needs Corona), It's the Newport Kings soft packs that she smokes up every other day, it's the blunts that I have to keep buying to wrap the weed in. (I use my weed pipe to conserve). It's the extra gas that I'm burning in my car with her running her bullshit errands because she doesn't have the money to get a new battery in her car and some tags on her car, it's the shit I have to buy at McDonalds in duplicate/triplicate/or whatever it is depending on how many of her kids are around at any one time....

ALL OF THAT costs me extra money...But for these few days she hasn't been around, I looked at my sack of weed and said to myself, "Damn, look at all of this weed that I have left in my sack!"...I look at the money in my wallet and I say, "Damn, look at all of this money that I STILL have left in my wallet after all of this time!".....It made me a believer....SHE'S GOTTA GO!...I'd rather be sending this money to my babymomma rather than give it to this girl. I'll be basically flushing money down the toilet either way but at least with my ex-wife, at least a small fraction of that money will go to the benefit of my children....

I told her that I wouldn't be talking to her until I got paid again later on this week but now I've realized that I won't be calling her back anytime soon. And if she calls me back later this week (which she will because she KNOWS I get paid on Thursday), I'm gonna tell her that she's gotta go. I'm not going to completely stop seeing her but I'm going to limit it to the drive in movies and shit like that because my daughter likes one of her daughters a whole lot. Other than that, Nada....No pussy in the world is worth being humiliated because niggas see your girl in the bar broke as hell and begging other niggas for drinks...NOBODY would accept that shit....And the thing is that if she wants to be in the nightclub even though she has all of those kids, why isn't she in a club where she can make some money? What's wrong with shaking your ass a little and making a little extra dough...But NO.....She can't shake her ass for money but she can sit on her ass in a bar begging...What the fuck is wrong with this picture?

It's a shame because she had a phat ass and some pretty good pussy on her. But a big butt and a smile only goes so far...If you want to hang around me, you gotta have some MONEY and you gotta stop with the bullshit lies so much. I was married to a pathological liar who would put this girl to shame so I've been thoroughly trained on sniffing out bullshit....

I'm about to go back to fucking this young tender big titty teenage sensation...Yeah she's broke but she's young and she isn't supposed to have any money yet....And for all of y'all females out there over the age of 25 with a big butt and an attitude, looka here....There are plenty of young bitches who are younger, stronger, faster, and better than your over the hill played out baggage having ass is, so enjoy your time while you have it...It's just like how Marion Jones is getting her ass kicked by these younger faster and OH SO SEXY younger track stars during these olympic trials...She ain't fast enough to run the 100 anymore...that's why a younger and faster girl is going to get the commercials instead of her...There's ALWAYS somebody younger and faster so y'all females need to remember that. 

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