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I was fucking this older broad because she had a lil money and shit right, So we get into the bed we getting at it, I start eating the pussy she cumming and shit. I fuck her and we go to sleep I wake up and I got dried blood on my face and dry blood on my dick so I was mad as hell in the morning. she started cryin and shit then she told me that she had cancer and needed a hysterectomy so she thought I was going to be sorry for her. I smacked the shit out that bitch and took about $500 from her ass.

pimp hand strong in this one
 

Leeeeeee

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I was fucking this older broad because she had a lil money and shit right, So we get into the bed we getting at it, I start eating the pussy she cumming and shit. I fuck her and we go to sleep I wake up and I got dried blood on my face and dry blood on my dick so I was mad as hell in the morning. she started cryin and shit then she told me that she had cancer and needed a hysterectomy so she thought I was going to be sorry for her. I smacked the shit out that bitch and took about $500 from her ass.

Cot damn....yous a nasty muhfucka....nigga, don't you know the difference between the smell of pussy juice and blood...

For all those niggas who don't believe a man can catch HIV from a woman....^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
 

Rebel-INS

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I was fucking this older broad because she had a lil money and shit right, So we get into the bed we getting at it, I start eating the pussy she cumming and shit. I fuck her and we go to sleep I wake up and I got dried blood on my face and dry blood on my dick so I was mad as hell in the morning. she started cryin and shit then she told me that she had cancer and needed a hysterectomy so she thought I was going to be sorry for her. I smacked the shit out that bitch and took about $500 from her ass.

:puke::puke::puke:
 

dHustla

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I got stories. Lots of them.

Some years ago I rolled up to a hood club with the Dons. When we got to the door there was a dude that didn't want to be searched, the security told him he had to be searched so he lifts up his shirt and told the security that he got the gat on him and he's going inside the club with it. Pussy security said "ok, you're the boss."

I'm standing with the Dons getting our drink on and dude comes thru and decide to walk between us while everyone walks around, I turned around and look at dude and we got caught in a stare down, he continued to walk. I told the Dons we have to watch that dude. Done! Nothing happened that night.

The next week one of the Dons had a party in his basement, we there chillin, drinkin, having fun with the ladies. Shit was poppin lovely. I'm talking with one of the Dons and he takes out his gat and puts it on the speakerbox. I'm like WTF?? He said he's been carrying it all day and now it's too heavy. :smh:

Damn! Party poppin and we're having fun. I see the dude from the week before comes thru with like 9 heads, i'm like whoa, this not gonna be pretty.

Couple minutes later I hear a shot ring off. I looked in front of me and all I saw was an empty dance floor, and gun sparks. I jumped into the dj booth, closed the door and pulled the ghostmaker(I never let anyone see me with a gun, NEVER). From then on it was about 15 minutes of gunplay.

When it was all said and done there were 2 bodies laying on the floor and dude from the week before all shot up being carried by 3 of his homies with gats in hand.

Those dudes were so fuckin nerveous they didn't know what to do. They carried their man outside, jumped into a cab and put the gats thru the window and started poppin off again.

I told the Dons i'll talk to them later and bounced. I didn't talk to them cats for a while. Didn't want to know anything and didn't need the heat.

The dude from the week before never walked again! Paralyzed.

Why the beef? Why was the 'dude from the week before' even at your boy's House Party in the basement? Shit don't seem to add up. You didn't see this coming? :hmm:
 

LANQS

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Why the beef? Why was the 'dude from the week before' even at your boy's House Party in the basement? Shit don't seem to add up. You didn't see this coming? :hmm:

I was wondering about that myself, obviously the dude knew one of us and knew we were going to be there. Let me explain something, I'm talking about Jamaicans and our crews. That is how shit happens. We do shit and let it be known that we did it. Then niggas come looking.

The basement is a place where the Dons have parties all the time, it's renovated into a club. Two story building, house on top, storefront on street level and club in basement.
 

LANQS

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qho has a dance floor and dj booth in their basement:hmm:

In the BX and Brooklyn a lots of cats have clubs in the basement, dancehall clubs. It was very popular back in the day but only a few heads do it now.

My homie had a strip club in his basement. Small stage with two poles, a bar, chairs and tables. And that shit was poppin'
 

MrLove

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4 real I can't believe I just read 11 whole pages of this thread... :eek:

There are some crazy ass stories in here for sure!

Mad props to the OP for getting everyone in here to spill their guts.
:lol:
 

MrLove

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I have alot of crazy stories as well, but some of them I can't even tell y'all even if this is anonymous. :smh:

I'll share 1 funny similar story that I have that I was reminded of a few pages back.
(damn I had forgot all about this until I read those other stories)

On occasion I would sometimes call those "chat lines" out of the back of the Village Voice and listen to womens profiles and tell myself that I would join and connect with someone if I ever heard a profile that was interesting enough? (well I never did join or spend $1 on that shit :lol:)

But one late night I was home alone and bored so I decided to try out the "live chat", now the trick was you could get a free temporary membership and could listen to the women who were online and u could even leave an outgoing message as well, but u couldn't retrieve messages or contact them unless u had a paid membership. So I leave my profile and start listening to these crazy ass profiles from chics saying how they want anything from phone sex to sugar daddies and a few even want to meet someone in person for casual sex, etc... In my mind I was very hesitant and I figured that most of these women were either fat &/or ugly or straight up prostitutes.

But this 1 particular woman really caught my attention because her voice sounded so damn sexy over the phone so I played along anyway because my ass literally had nothing better to do. :smh: So me and this one woman start recording messages specifically to each other until I eventually leave her my pager #. (Yeah it was a long time ago and I was really trippin' putting myself out there like that too :cool:).

She paged me, I call her back and we start talking for a while until we start getting into some real freaky shit and I'm thinking she has to be lying about her description or else there is no way she couldn't have a line of willing men waiting to fuck? She tells me she has this fantasy of having sex with a complete stranger and that she really wants me to come over right now, I figure I wanna see if she's 4 real so I write down her address and head over to her place.

I get there around maybe 3am and she opens the door with all the lights mad dim, I can only tell that she is around average height with a slim curvy figure, nice firm titties and a sexy little ass. She takes me over to the couch sits me down and sits on a chair across from me. Because it's mad dark I can't really get much of a good look at her so I'm telling myself that if this turns out to be a set up or a fucking transvestite or something trying to play me I'm going to jail for killing someone tonight!!! :angry:

We start talking for a while and all the while she keeps staring at me telling me how handsome she thinks I am and how crazy this whole thing is and how she can't believe she is actually going thru with it. After maybe 20~30 mins of small talk and flirting she decides to sit next to me and I can finally get a better look at her, from up close I can see she is very pretty looks maybe puerto~rican or dominican? mid twenties with long straight hair and a face that kind of resembles mariah carey.
:dance:
I excused myself to use her bathroom, but I really went to look around for signs of anyone else living there, since she told me she wasn't married and didn't have any kids I looked around & took a mental note that there was 4 toothbrushes, a bunch of towels and kids toys in the bathroom (seems somebody's lying). :hmm:
I decided at this point that this is either gonna happen now or not but I'm not waiting any longer to find out so I go back to the couch and start making moves, kissing her on the neck and loosening her up a little until we start making out, immediately I put my hand between her legs just to make sure theres no "surprises" and I felt a very wet pussy. ;)
She tells me that she doesn't think she should really have sex with me, but after a few more minutes of kissing pulls my dick out and starts giving me some bomb ass head. Since she was fronting on the ass I figured I would just enjoy the head as long as possible so I just lay on the couch and let her keep sucking me off for another 30 mins or so. By now she got herself so worked up her pussy had soaked a wet spot thru her jeans and she said she needed me to fuck her right now.
We went into her bedroom ripped off our clothes and started going at it, we fucked in every position I could think of for hours and I was still wearing her tight little pussy out when the phone rang at around 7am.
I'm thinking to myself it's way too early in the morning to be calling somebody's house? But the phone kept ringing and ringing until she finally answered it (now of course I'm remembering the bathroom and thinking this must be the bf or husband she claimed she didn't have? :rolleyes:). She tells me instead that it was her father calling saying she had a job interview to go to at 9am and that he'd be there at around 8am to pick her up.

I say ok I'll leave and she stops me and says that we haven't finished yet! So I bend her pretty ass back over and we get back to fucking, well after all of this time and being as tired and sore as I was by then and I couldn't even bust a nut. :smh:
So she starts complaining that it was almost time for her dad to get there and I had to hurry up and cum so she pulled off the condom and sucked me off until I bust a huge nut all over her face.

As soon as I did the buzzer rang and her dad is outside her window trying to look in and yelling at her to open the door. :eek:
I threw my clothes on as fast as I could and ran out, as I opened the door I saw him standing there pissed in the doorway giving me the mad screwface, so I just kept going past him and laughed my ass off all the way home wondering if she even managed to get the cum off her face before he walked in the door?

We never exchanged names and I never spoke to her again so I guess I'll never know? :dunno:
 

Kchill One

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Another one.

About a year ago I went to a club, rolled up in there by myself as usual. So while I was chillin' I felt someone bump into me, I turned around and it was a girl. Her friends pushed her into me and were telling me that she wants to dance with me but she was afraid to ask. I looked at her friends and gave them one of these :smh:, because she was one of those fat bitches that BGOL cats consider Thick.

About three songs later her and her three friends decide to dance directly in front of me, and one of her friends was a fuckin dime piece. I touched dime and told her that she's the one that I want to dance with but she gave me the :smh:.

Whe the slow jams began to play I held dime by the hand and pulled her close to me wrap my arms around her and just danced. She danced with me the whole night. When she was leaving she gave me her number and told me to give her a call.

Two days later I called and we had a great conversation, she told me that her friend was upset at her. I asked her why she danced with me later when she said no in the first place? She said that she loves a man that is confident and one that likes to take charge. OK!

We hung out, talk shit on the phone for the next couple of days. That same friday she wanted to go to the movies, I asked her which film she wanted to see, she said that I should make the decision. I gave her the theatre, time, and the movie. Her response was "I just love a man that makes decisions." OK!

I told her that I would be in the city on business so if she could meet up with me at the theatre that would be fine. Honey showed up in a mini skirt and a tank top with a sick body. I try to play it cool but in my mind I'm like this bitch is foiiine!! After the movie we got on the train and just talked about general things. We go back to her place and talked for about half hour more.

She offered me a drink and sat beside me with one leg on the couch and one on the floor. I pulled up her skirt and told her that I wanted to see if she was wearing one of those sexy underwear. Her thongs was soaking wet. She got on top of me and started kissing me. I put one hand on her breast and the other all up in the wet box. After a while she got up and told me that she had to check on her daughter to make sure she's still asleep. I said of course.

I put my fingers to my nose and was like :puke:. My hand smelled like I just opened a can of Sardines. As soon as she came back I Said, OK!! I'm gonna put the condom on because I'm ready now. she said WHAT!! No FOREPLAY, NO NOTHHING!! I said NOPE! She got into a whole tirade about how we men are all alike and all we want to do is fuck and a whole bunch of other shit. I told her I gots to go so I bounced. I thanked my luck stars that I got out of there alive.

Two weeks later I saw her at the club again but we still didn't speak. She called me a couple of days later and told me that she was sorry for the way she acted. We continued to talk.

She told me that she really like me and she wants to hang out with me again. OK!

I invited her out on a dinner date and she did it to me again, tight dress, sick body. After the dinner she said that she wanted to go to the motel. OK! We got up in the motel and smashed for two hours. I smelled my fingers again and they had the same scent.

This girl is mad cool, she is a great person and we are the best of friends. I want to talk to her about that smell but how??? Any suggestions??

hAVE THAT BITCH TAKE A SHOWER, SHIT YOU TOO! i ALWAYS WASH MY NUTS BEFORE i FUCK A BITCH...SHIT JUST NASTY IF YOU DON'T!
 

dHustla

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Because it's mad dark I can't really get much of a good look at her so I'm telling myself that if this turns out to be a set up or a fucking transvestite or something trying to play me I'm going to jail for killing someone tonight!!! :angry:
All I could think of while reading this part is ".38 revolver"
I say ok I'll leave and she stops me and says that we haven't finished yet! So I bend her pretty ass back over and we get back to fucking, well after all of this time and being as tired and sore as I was by then and I couldn't even bust a nut. :smh:
So she starts complaining that it was almost time for her dad to get there and I had to hurry up and cum so she pulled off the condom and sucked me off until I bust a huge nut all over her face.

As soon as I did the buzzer rang and her dad is outside her window trying to look in and yelling at her to open the door. :eek:
I threw my clothes on as fast as I could and ran out, as I opened the door I saw him standing there pissed in the doorway giving me the mad screwface, so I just kept going past him and laughed my ass off all the way home wondering if she even managed to get the cum off her face before he walked in the door?

We never exchanged names and I never spoke to her again so I guess I'll never know? :dunno:

*shawty lo voice*
Boy you a fool!
 

BigATLslim

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Man, I have to say, and this is coming from a "on the board in '01 nigga", this thread is the absolute REALEST thread EVER on BGOL. I mean, for me, it is just amazing to see the different lives that people have led. I don't remember everything but the suicide situation, the boyfriend killed in the car accident headed to dallas, my man's friend that got killed by his sister's baby daddy, to the cat that kept it all the way real about his HU HBCU experience. I mean all of this is like LIFE. F*ck hollywood. I have always believed this and this thread proves it, art ALWAYS immitates life. I truly appreciate the fam opening up like that. I have led an "exciting" life but compared to you guys, my stuff belongs in the children's section.
 

Furious Styles

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True Story #1: Shameful Sex

When I was in my late teens/early 20's, fellas know how it is, you just want pussy. Pussy didn't have a face. I was extraordinarily unlucky when it came to meeting women in MD/DC back then, and the torture was amplified because I was surrounded by gorgeous women on campus at an HBCU.

Back then, the phone lines like teledate and early internet boards like blackvoices.com were ways for people to meet, so that's how I did the bulk of my 'dating'. Most of these women were obese in the worst sense of the word. 270's - 300+ easy.

The agreements were unspoken, but simple. There wasn't any love in it. It was just lonely people fucking. We do the business, and for that short period of time, it was just cool to feel something. We'd meet and fuck only once.

...Until the last time. I went to a woman's house and therein was a moment I was forced to look at myself.

She was a single mom, living off the county. She was pretty, once, I think. Her face was attractive, but tired, and her entire right arm was burned with the remaining fingers jetting from a nub at the end. The baby was in the next room in the cradle, and the apartment was a wreck.

I really don't remember the small talk. Whatever it was, it didn't last long. I just remember her rubbing her burned hand on me and I'm looking at her into what she used to be. She's looking at me like what she wanted me to be in another life, another person. We fucked on couch, hard on the floor. There was NO intimacy in this. Her sounds were gutteral and hard, like she needed it, and the whole time I just kept feeling shame. Like, "...Is this what it's come down to?", and, "I'm in college in DC and this is the BEST I can do?"

I remember walking away in the middle of the night. It was a bad N.E. neighborhood, and that was one of the only times in my life where I'd been utterly ashamed of myself. I never told any of my boys about this period in my life. Obviously, we never spoke again, and I'm blessed that during this time that I never got HIV or HERPES.

Amazingly, during all my time in that HBCU undergrad...I was never ONCE able to successfully pull a date, much less fuck one of my peers. During that time, the best I could do was local hoodrats - and not even the dimes - as described above. That fact fucked with me for many, MANY years....

:lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:... this shit had me weak i had to read it 3 times...

OMG... hahahaha!... :lol::lol::lol:

i swear i cant stop laffin'!
 

BlackMike313

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Cot damn....yous a nasty muhfucka....nigga, don't you know the difference between the smell of pussy juice and blood...

For all those niggas who don't believe a man can catch HIV from a woman....^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Fo sho, I was caught up in that good ass pussy, I fuck with the lights on or a candle lit from then on. That shit had me noid.
 

BlackMike313

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True Story #1: Shameful Sex

When I was in my late teens/early 20's, fellas know how it is, you just want pussy. Pussy didn't have a face. I was extraordinarily unlucky when it came to meeting women in MD/DC back then, and the torture was amplified because I was surrounded by gorgeous women on campus at an HBCU.

Back then, the phone lines like teledate and early internet boards like blackvoices.com were ways for people to meet, so that's how I did the bulk of my 'dating'. Most of these women were obese in the worst sense of the word. 270's - 300+ easy.

The agreements were unspoken, but simple. There wasn't any love in it. It was just lonely people fucking. We do the business, and for that short period of time, it was just cool to feel something. We'd meet and fuck only once.

...Until the last time. I went to a woman's house and therein was a moment I was forced to look at myself.

She was a single mom, living off the county. She was pretty, once, I think. Her face was attractive, but tired, and her entire right arm was burned with the remaining fingers jetting from a nub at the end. The baby was in the next room in the cradle, and the apartment was a wreck.

I really don't remember the small talk. Whatever it was, it didn't last long. I just remember her rubbing her burned hand on me and I'm looking at her into what she used to be. She's looking at me like what she wanted me to be in another life, another person. We fucked on couch, hard on the floor. There was NO intimacy in this. Her sounds were gutteral and hard, like she needed it, and the whole time I just kept feeling shame. Like, "...Is this what it's come down to?", and, "I'm in college in DC and this is the BEST I can do?"

I remember walking away in the middle of the night. It was a bad N.E. neighborhood, and that was one of the only times in my life where I'd been utterly ashamed of myself. I never told any of my boys about this period in my life. Obviously, we never spoke again, and I'm blessed that during this time that I never got HIV or HERPES.

Amazingly, during all my time in that HBCU undergrad...I was never ONCE able to successfully pull a date, much less fuck one of my peers. During that time, the best I could do was local hoodrats - and not even the dimes - as described above. That fact fucked with me for many, MANY years....

You fucked Hanson from scary movie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H6378VwZHaE

 

SEXY_SCORPIO

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I was fucking this older broad because she had a lil money and shit right, So we get into the bed we getting at it, I start eating the pussy she cumming and shit. I fuck her and we go to sleep I wake up and I got dried blood on my face and dry blood on my dick so I was mad as hell in the morning. she started cryin and shit then she told me that she had cancer and needed a hysterectomy so she thought I was going to be sorry for her. I smacked the shit out that bitch and took about $500 from her ass.

:puke::puke:

Damn,thats messed up
 

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I was fucking this older broad because she had a lil money and shit right, So we get into the bed we getting at it, I start eating the pussy she cumming and shit. I fuck her and we go to sleep I wake up and I got dried blood on my face and dry blood on my dick so I was mad as hell in the morning. she started cryin and shit then she told me that she had cancer and needed a hysterectomy so she thought I was going to be sorry for her. I smacked the shit out that bitch and took about $500 from her ass.

True Story #1: Shameful Sex

When I was in my late teens/early 20's, fellas know how it is, you just want pussy. Pussy didn't have a face. I was extraordinarily unlucky when it came to meeting women in MD/DC back then, and the torture was amplified because I was surrounded by gorgeous women on campus at an HBCU.

Back then, the phone lines like teledate and early internet boards like blackvoices.com were ways for people to meet, so that's how I did the bulk of my 'dating'. Most of these women were obese in the worst sense of the word. 270's - 300+ easy.

The agreements were unspoken, but simple. There wasn't any love in it. It was just lonely people fucking. We do the business, and for that short period of time, it was just cool to feel something. We'd meet and fuck only once.

...Until the last time. I went to a woman's house and therein was a moment I was forced to look at myself.

She was a single mom, living off the county. She was pretty, once, I think. Her face was attractive, but tired, and her entire right arm was burned with the remaining fingers jetting from a nub at the end. The baby was in the next room in the cradle, and the apartment was a wreck.

I really don't remember the small talk. Whatever it was, it didn't last long. I just remember her rubbing her burned hand on me and I'm looking at her into what she used to be. She's looking at me like what she wanted me to be in another life, another person. We fucked on couch, hard on the floor. There was NO intimacy in this. Her sounds were gutteral and hard, like she needed it, and the whole time I just kept feeling shame. Like, "...Is this what it's come down to?", and, "I'm in college in DC and this is the BEST I can do?"

I remember walking away in the middle of the night. It was a bad N.E. neighborhood, and that was one of the only times in my life where I'd been utterly ashamed of myself. I never told any of my boys about this period in my life. Obviously, we never spoke again, and I'm blessed that during this time that I never got HIV or HERPES.

Amazingly, during all my time in that HBCU undergrad...I was never ONCE able to successfully pull a date, much less fuck one of my peers. During that time, the best I could do was local hoodrats - and not even the dimes - as described above. That fact fucked with me for many, MANY years....


:eek:

:roflmao::roflmao::roflmao::roflmao::roflmao::roflmao:
 

TRUFICTION

SINCE 1998
BGOL Investor
I JUST OPENED THIS THREAD FOR THE FIRST TIME TODAY
WILD SHIT IN HERE
SO IMMA ADD A FEW........

WHEN I WAS ABOUT 14
I CALLED MYSELF DATING THIS CHICK THAT I HAD BEN IN GRADE SCHOOL WITH
BUT NOW WE WERE BOTH FRESHMEN AT DIFFERENT HIGH SCHOOLS.

ANYONE THATS FROM CHICAGO AND REMEMBERS THE ORIENTAL THEATER
DOWNTOWN KNOWS WHAT THAT SHIT AS LIKE IN 80 OR 81
SHIT WAS WILD AS FUCK AND A GANG HANGOUT.

SO IM WITH THIS CHICK AND THERES THIS BIG ASS GIRL IN FRONT OF US WILDIN OUT
AND THE CHICK IM WITH SAID SOME SHIT LIKE
"WHY DONT YOU SHUT UP AND MOVE "!
I WENT TO CVS AND GANG ACTIVITY WAS A DAILY THING
AND I WAS VERY FAMILIAR WITH HOW THE BIG CHICK WAS ACTIN AND WHAT SHE WAS SAYIN.

BIG GIRL TURNS AROUND AND ALL OF A SUDEN THERES LIKE 8 OF THESE
GANG BANGIN ASS BIG BITCHES STARIN US DOWN TALKIN BOUT "DISCIPLE !"
THE PLACE WAS CRAWLING WITH THESE MUTHAFUKAS.
I JUST KNEW WE WERE ABOUT TO GET THE SHOE LEATHER
I AINT GONNA LIE I WAS SCARED AS SHIT.
I WAS A SMALL DUDE BACK THEN TOO.......:lol:

MY GIRL SUDDENLY FIGURED OUT SHE SHOULD HAVE JUST KEPT HER MOUTH SHUT.

AS SOON AS THEY FINISHED HUMILIATING AND CUSSING US OUT
WE GOT UP AND LEFT
THAT WAS THE LONGEST C.T.A. RIDE TO THE CRIB EVER.
 

LSN

Phat booty lover.
BGOL Investor
I JUST OPENED THIS THREAD FOR THE FIRST TIME TODAY
WILD SHIT IN HERE
SO IMMA ADD A FEW........

WHEN I WAS ABOUT 14
I CALLED MYSELF DATING THIS CHICK THAT I HAD BEN IN GRADE SCHOOL WITH
BUT NOW WE WERE BOTH FRESHMEN AT DIFFERENT HIGH SCHOOLS.

ANYONE THATS FROM CHICAGO AND REMEMBERS THE ORIENTAL THEATER
DOWNTOWN KNOWS WHAT THAT SHIT AS LIKE IN 80 OR 81
SHIT WAS WILD AS FUCK AND A GANG HANGOUT.

SO IM WITH THIS CHICK AND THERES THIS BIG ASS GIRL IN FRONT OF US WILDIN OUT
AND THE CHICK IM WITH SAID SOME SHIT LIKE
"WHY DONT YOU SHUT UP AND MOVE "!
I WENT TO CVS AND GANG ACTIVITY WAS A DAILY THING
AND I WAS VERY FAMILIAR WITH HOW THE BIG CHICK WAS ACTIN AND WHAT SHE WAS SAYIN.

BIG GIRL TURNS AROUND AND ALL OF A SUDEN THERES LIKE 8 OF THESE
GANG BANGIN ASS BIG BITCHES STARIN US DOWN TALKIN BOUT "DISCIPLE !"
THE PLACE WAS CRAWLING WITH THESE MUTHAFUKAS.
I JUST KNEW WE WERE ABOUT TO GET THE SHOE LEATHER
I AINT GONNA LIE I WAS SCARED AS SHIT.
I WAS A SMALL DUDE BACK THEN TOO.......:lol:

MY GIRL SUDDENLY FIGURED OUT SHE SHOULD HAVE JUST KEPT HER MOUTH SHUT.

AS SOON AS THEY FINISHED HUMILIATING AND CUSSING US OUT
WE GOT UP AND LEFT
THAT WAS THE LONGEST C.T.A. RIDE TO THE CRIB EVER.

Damn...they did y'all like that... :lol: :cool:
 

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kenbgco68

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I JUST OPENED THIS THREAD FOR THE FIRST TIME TODAY
WILD SHIT IN HERE
SO IMMA ADD A FEW........

WHEN I WAS ABOUT 14
I CALLED MYSELF DATING THIS CHICK THAT I HAD BEN IN GRADE SCHOOL WITH
BUT NOW WE WERE BOTH FRESHMEN AT DIFFERENT HIGH SCHOOLS.

ANYONE THATS FROM CHICAGO AND REMEMBERS THE ORIENTAL THEATER
DOWNTOWN KNOWS WHAT THAT SHIT AS LIKE IN 80 OR 81
SHIT WAS WILD AS FUCK AND A GANG HANGOUT.

SO IM WITH THIS CHICK AND THERES THIS BIG ASS GIRL IN FRONT OF US WILDIN OUT
AND THE CHICK IM WITH SAID SOME SHIT LIKE
"WHY DONT YOU SHUT UP AND MOVE "!
I WENT TO CVS AND GANG ACTIVITY WAS A DAILY THING
AND I WAS VERY FAMILIAR WITH HOW THE BIG CHICK WAS ACTIN AND WHAT SHE WAS SAYIN.

BIG GIRL TURNS AROUND AND ALL OF A SUDEN THERES LIKE 8 OF THESE
GANG BANGIN ASS BIG BITCHES STARIN US DOWN TALKIN BOUT "DISCIPLE !"
THE PLACE WAS CRAWLING WITH THESE MUTHAFUKAS.
I JUST KNEW WE WERE ABOUT TO GET THE SHOE LEATHER
I AINT GONNA LIE I WAS SCARED AS SHIT.
I WAS A SMALL DUDE BACK THEN TOO.......:lol:

MY GIRL SUDDENLY FIGURED OUT SHE SHOULD HAVE JUST KEPT HER MOUTH SHUT.

AS SOON AS THEY FINISHED HUMILIATING AND CUSSING US OUT
WE GOT UP AND LEFT
THAT WAS THE LONGEST C.T.A. RIDE TO THE CRIB EVER.

Women need to learn to shut the fuck up in these situations. The days of "my man gonna take care of me" ended when kids started packin guns. I hope she learned her lesson; your lesson is choose women who know when to STFU.
 

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all them R&B dudes are straight-acting gay - usher mario ne-yo alicia keys too

oh halle berry did fuck dat cracka for that gong

just my contribution :D :D :lol:
 
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