Social media is a cold world!!!

What happened to Equal rights?
My pride wouldn't allow it.
If my woman fixed her mouth to tell ME to go smother those chops, I'd be mad n a muhfucka. "That's YO function!" :hmm:

I'll peel and cut the sweet potatoes...they'll be in the bowl when she's ready to cook them.

Unless I'm ill or injured, I will NOT sit in the passenger seat while my woman pumps gas. She ain't handling no garbage nor cutting no grass unless I'm gone away. Same shit with my daughter...know HOW to change a flat, but as long as she has her Pops and her brothers and the situation allows it, call one of us. That's OUR lane.

When my oldest son was out of work, but his wife was employed, I told him he was her (bitch) subordinate until he fixed the situation. Muhfucka went and found work in the next couple of weeks. :yes::lol:
 
This looks like it was staged but I did know of a dude who was just like this. He was an only child and his mother, Ms. Mattie handed him everything in life.

I was moving her to her new house that she'd just bought and this slouch didn't show up to pack ONE item. I had never met a lazier, more spoiled grown-ass man in my life! :hmm: THIS nigg was driving HER vehicle on the final trip of clearing out the old crib when he DID show up to pick up little items, etc. I came out of the crib, sweating and tired. I go to the passenger side of her van and HIS ass is perched up there telling me that he'd hoped that I would drive. :eek2::angry::( *This muhfucka can't even be bothered to DRIVE...WTF!?

The dude ate like shit and was borderline obese. Two years after that, he died from undetected diabetes at 32 years old.

I need to go see Ms. Mattie. I haven't seen her since my wife's funeral, two years ago. :(

Yeah this one is certainly staged but on the flip side, you never know what's going on with someone.

Example being several years back I'd had a series of back surgeries and there was a time in particular where I'd had surgery just days prior. My wife was cutting the grass while I stood on the porch to get some air. The looks that I received by women driving by was fierce. From the outside looking in it looked bad. Little did they know that I'd just had disc's and vertebrae drilled on.

Long story short...mind ya business.
 
My pride wouldn't allow it.
If my woman fixed her mouth to tell ME to go smother those chops, I'd be mad n a muhfucka. "That's YO function!" :hmm:

I'll peel and cut the sweet potatoes...they'll be in the bowl when she's ready to cook them.

Unless I'm ill or injured, I will NOT sit in the passenger seat while my woman pumps gas. She ain't handling no garbage nor cutting no grass unless I'm gone away. Same shit with my daughter...know HOW to change a flat, but as long as she has her Pops and her brothers and the situation allows it, call one of us. That's OUR lane.

When my oldest son was out of work, but his wife was employed, I told him he was her (bitch) subordinate until he fixed the situation. Muhfucka went and found work in the next couple of weeks. :yes::lol:
This. Everything outside is mine that includes pumping gas. This inside, except the game room and my office belongs to her.
 
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I mean, good for him.

If you want to live like that, great! Why get on social media and defend your lifestyle. Too many sensitive attention whores justifying how they live.

Get your damn life off the internet and live how you want.
This is a reply video to someone who commented on some of his previous content. He's only making a clarification...not clout chasing. :dunno:

Besides, he just 'spunt' a whole lotta money...:money::money::money:


:lol::lol::lol:
 
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