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i confess that i think some peoples confessions are full of shit.
I confess that I'm eating Papa John's and enjoying my alone time.
I confess my stomach is speaking in tongues..
when translated it said "Thou shall know a kind young woman by the name of Harlem Angel who shall save thee three slices of pizza"
I confess that people that say thou, thy, and thee, get no pizza from this angel.
i confess that i think some peoples confessions are full of shit.
I confess that I am worried about the reason I am in pain(some of you know).
have to do and there's this nigga in my gated community. He obviously didn't live there because he was sitting at the exit gate punching numbers and shit, but you need an access card AND the code to get out, so he must've followed someone in. I pay extra money to live where I can keep those niggas out.
Anyway, so he gets back in his vehicle and loses his sandal. Mind you he's wearing socks AND sandals in the 100 degree Houston heat, so I already hate him. Now I gotta back up, so he can back up, so I can go forward to let him out of somewhere he should've never been. And I have no patience. So he doesn't get the sandal or doesn't see it, whichever. So I'm like fuck it, I takes my Big Body and I run it over, making sure to stop right on the shoe. I'm an asshole, sue me.
So I look at the nigga and I'm like "Forgot the code?" and he's "You're on my shoe". So? "Oh, I didn't notice, I wasn't paying attention," I said, not even with a straight face. So the nigga gets mad and starts talking out his neck, I give him some words and tip on, I got an appointment. This nigga's shoe is flattened. Cheap sandal wearing motherfucker.
So I drive down the street and I notice this nigga following me, now this could be a coincidence I don't know. So I pull into the first gas station I see to try and see what this dude's problem is. Dude gets out the car and, I guess, starts to head towards my car. My first instinct is to go to the glove for the legally registered and permitted gun, but I was weighing that against the fact that my little sister was riding shotgun, so I don't reach...yet. Anyway, I'm getting ready to get out the SUV and see what's up and I see this nigga get back in the car and start to drive away. I'm thinking why did he leave. What I hadn't seen was Johnny Popo pull up into the same gas station. Man I started up the car and drove off. @ myself a lil bit.
I confess I didn't sleep last night.
I confess that I am very angry right now, I also confess that young lady will be visiting me later tonight around midnight, this young lady thinks that we will have a intimate night alone.
Key Word is "thinks"
In actuality this woman has seriously angered me and put me in the state I am in right now, My plans for tonight do not include intimacy or anything sexual. My plans include yelling, screaming, cussing and a Joe Jackson ass-whipping.
I also confess that In my 24 years on this earth I have only hit a woman once and that was a very light love tap across the cheek which she promptly returned and left my olive complected cheek, a bright beet red
Furthermore I confess that it would nice if you people could make even a half-assed attempt to save this woman's life.
[/QUOTE]I confess- I am happy that nothing "popped" off and that you are alright.......
have to do and there's this nigga in my gated community. He obviously didn't live there because he was sitting at the exit gate punching numbers and shit, but you need an access card AND the code to get out, so he must've followed someone in. I pay extra money to live where I can keep those niggas out.
Anyway, so he gets back in his vehicle and loses his sandal. Mind you he's wearing socks AND sandals in the 100 degree Houston heat, so I already hate him. Now I gotta back up, so he can back up, so I can go forward to let him out of somewhere he should've never been. And I have no patience. So he doesn't get the sandal or doesn't see it, whichever. So I'm like fuck it, I takes my Big Body and I run it over, making sure to stop right on the shoe. I'm an asshole, sue me.
So I look at the nigga and I'm like "Forgot the code?" and he's "You're on my shoe". So? "Oh, I didn't notice, I wasn't paying attention," I said, not even with a straight face. So the nigga gets mad and starts talking out his neck, I give him some words and tip on, I got an appointment. This nigga's shoe is flattened. Cheap sandal wearing motherfucker.
So I drive down the street and I notice this nigga following me, now this could be a coincidence I don't know. So I pull into the first gas station I see to try and see what this dude's problem is. Dude gets out the car and, I guess, starts to head towards my car. My first instinct is to go to the glove for the legally registered and permitted gun, but I was weighing that against the fact that my little sister was riding shotgun, so I don't reach...yet. Anyway, I'm getting ready to get out the SUV and see what's up and I see this nigga get back in the car and start to drive away. I'm thinking why did he leave. What I hadn't seen was Johnny Popo pull up into the same gas station. Man I started up the car and drove off. @ myself a lil bit.
I confess I didn't sleep last night.
Duece,relax. As a matter of fact,tell her not to come over and you calm yourself down. She is not worth you going to jail or getting in any trouble. You have enough on your plate as it is.
I confess i know why XAT is dead....
That post might've seemed silly but I was really pissed, I had to calm down, because I had it in my mind to pull a very angry ookie-doke on her stupid ass.
Ima just leave it alone. Might take a while to come down from that shit tho.
thanks tho.
I confess and I second shy's co-signage that c/s's CT's confession relating to dogg's confession..
did i say that right??
I confess that this reply made me......
I also confess that I understood what IK said and I THINK he said it right...
I confess that, knowing what I know about CT, that CT should understand IK's c/s...
I confess I made this face when I read some of the most recent confessions
^^I confess, you got out of it exactly what you were suppose to..Now step your game up and handle your biz^^
I confess transitioning is hard work
I confess I am pissed off at how this new nail shop fucked up my natural nails..
I confess I gotta wait two or 3 weeks to get a new set of nails.
I confess I dont feel DIVA right now.
I confess at least my feet are sexy.
I confess I AM STILL HORNY!
I confess I looooove Fridays.
I confess yesterday was a grrrrrrrrrrrrrreat day.
And I confess you better NOT Onyx. And you know what I mean.
I confess...You just dont know...
i confess im relieved that its friday.. only pissed i gotta go into work tomorrow afternoon !@#$%^&*