I think I am too damn old to deal with the games that grown men want to play. If you want my number, ask for it. If you are going to give me yours, GIVE ME YOU HOME NUMBER!!! Not your cell phone number with restrictions. Not your work number. Just give me the number without the disclaimer. If you live with your mama, say so. If you live with your baby's mama, let me know so there won't be any unnecessary drama. If you have a slew of kids, don't deny them on my account...claim them...ALL of them!!!! Hell, I don't give a damn how many kids you have!!! I am not trying to marry you, but lying about them isn't going to help any. Don't ask for sex when you first meet me...ain't gonna happen. Playing mind games isn't going to loosen my legs either. There is no need to challenge that because you will lose. You will get what I allow you to get. So...Stop with the fucking games!!!
