Slippin Slide Productions's blog: "MANDINGO"

L.O.V.E

LEGS OPEN VERY EASILY

Just imagine if you found real love and then discovered sexually, they was cripple. That might sound like a joke, but with some of us (men and women), if we can't fuck you might as well be cripple. But who can really say they would look at a man in a wheel chair and accept his hand in marriage. I don't think it is too many people that would entertain the thought. Now i am not cripple in either category, but here lately i have really committed myself to acting like it. I don't really have to much to say to the opposite sex and i damn sure ain't turning to the other side of the plate. I am surrounded by skittles (gays). It done got to the point i can't even tell the players by their uniform or scorecard. So what i do now a days is put my money on sure things, their mind. I can do without sex, the same way a physically challenge person would accept their status. No brains – no commitment or heartache. I keep my shit in my pants and wait until later, “wink”.

Why i am committing to mental sex (conversation)? Because love and sex has become a crap game. You roll for a while, win, win, not knowing when or expecting to lose, so before you know it your addicted for however long your luck is lasting. Then it hit you. you crap out. Recovery time for some people don't end with simply walking away and chalking it up in the lost column. No you got to go through all the mental, verbal and phone gangster shit. I hate hearing, i am going to do this when i see you and i bet not see you with no one else. So that puts one on paranoid alert. Personally, i haven't played that game lately, because i don't eat where i shit. I rather use my eyes to eat whats on the menu. It is a lot safer to think of what i could do with her then to actually witness it. You don't know what type of cargo she come with or whoever is still in her corner, she will conveniently forget to warn you about.

Women (sometimes better known bitches) or just like men, (majority of the time are dogs), they get down for their grind or to pump up status with their hood rat crew. They want that 15 minutes of fame to level their popularity. It don't even matter if her new name is whore or slut, just fuck me and pay me. That is her motto or slogan, until that doctor tell her she is now a failed member of that alphabet community (HIV). More then likely denial (don't even no i am lying) will become her best friend. Her disease will rank up there with her number one lie, i am not married, i am single. I don't have a boyfriend, but she forgot to mention she has a girlfriend. I don't have nothing, she probably right. She broke as glass on the ground, but she won't ever admit she infested. I guess it is up to you to find out from the doctor.

Me myself i am a freak for a some shiney lips, long legs, cute toes peeping through some peep toe stilettoes. Now with a resume like that, i have learned not to just stop there. That is just part of the grades i am looking for on her report card. I want to know EVERYTHING that might get me in a traffic jam, with a bunch of cars with flat tires. Now a days i have a grocery list. If i am going to go shopping for a female i might as well take a list with me, so i don't miss something and find out i should have had it in the cart, because now i have to make a second trip. Time consuming is not my idea of a chore. I shouldn't have to go through that stuff of investigating like i am so type of detective, but i better. I better, because after i finish peeling back all the layers on most women, i don't know where to cry or pray for them. They come fully equipped with bullshit. So far i have ran into so many that will use this famous worldwide statement, you haven't ran into the right one. Well do i have to wind up mentally insane from sampling all the ones before you?. And how do i know i will ever run or accidentally get hit by her love bug car? Big question that i don't think too many woman really have the answer for.

I have heard so many places i ought to be in order to meet the right woman, i wonder why some of them haven't took their own advice after i examine their life. They might be happy or just conditioned, but i am not them. I refuse to settle for anything. Just cause she smiled and said i will do you right, it shouldn't have to be from some chick, who could eat corn through a picket fence (fucked up teeth), could pick up two nickels after she dropped a dime, she that cocked-eyed (no offense because i am myself) or couldn't hold a conversation, even if it was in her pocket. Now i know some people that will praise god for their backyard pets, well i thank god i am not settling for that. Yeah i have been in the company of ugly woman, but i really don't think i want to wake up through eternity with one. Sometimes i believe that might be what is good for me, but i am shallow when it comes to that thought. I don't appreciate playing games with a woman i know i don't want and i know it is definitely someone out there for her, just not me. I refuse to be selfish.

Hell no, i am not going to church to find a woman. I suppose to be there to praise god not put in applications for some pussy. Most of them got the word confused if they both their for that purpose. Then they wonder why the relationship won't work. Like that saying goes and i know why the biggest freaks sometimes are found in church and we can't forget the night club. I refuse to pick up a woman in a club. Every time i did that i found out quick, i had a nut, i just didn't know what type of nut i had. Mostly after working in clubs for 20 years, i have come to learn it is not the music that make them forget who they are, they never knew in the beginning. Just cause she got the fancy hair-do, fine clothes and the right assets to get the attention, it won't spell a happily ever after relationship. Mostly how and where you meet your woman mostly will be the same way or place you will lose her behind or to someone.

I am glad i grew out of them days where i thought love was an acronym: legs open very easily. From them experiences i have discovered nuts, who squirrels would avoid, low self-esteem that eventually will become contiguous if you aren't careful, pathological liars, who have more stories then library and the bible or baggage handlers and they never even been on a plane. That is just the injustice you face when you lay down with some women excepting something to turn out different. I personally in the end wind up learning nothing has change for getting something strange in exchange. The worst thing is thinking just cause she look good she is good. Mummy pussy, no skills, stiff as a board, you imagine it and believe you me it is not unlikely to experience that saying what glitters isn't always gold.