After the horrible weekend I just had....Ive been thinking about alot of things that have plagued my life since returning to this city...
Ive been pontificating on my place in the world and my relationship with several people, both male and female in this great city of memphis....
I always said......I love Memphis.....I just hate Memphians....but I realize I must now take responsibility for the part I play in my misfortunes.....
not to say that there arent assholes in the party/bar scene.....but how much power they are given to affect your life is truly up to you....
that being said.....Im done.....I give up.......no more drug addicts....no more sketchy assed cohorts.......no more random bar sluts.......ano more fair weather friends.....and no more tip toeing around on egg shells trying not to offend the aforementioned.....Ive decided to become....."THAT GUY"
I watched the Pimp Chronicles and after learning what to look for.....Ive surmised that I have about 20 haters......Im hoping to have about 50 by New Years......because if Im being hated on.....I must be doing something right......
Ive deduced that....all relationships have some sort of code - parent / child relationship, boyfriend / girlfriend relationship, boss / employee relationship, etc.......
Men have a similar code....... There may be no stone tablet of commandments, but there are some unwritten rules that just shouldn't be violated......
Today, one of these rules was violated, which inspired me to think of a list of all the shit that shouldn't happen.
Men shouldn't have time for jealousy. Don't hate.....unless its me.....then hate your phukkin ass off.....
If your girl is fine, keep her well hidden from me.....unless we are truly boys.....I'd never cross my friends....by hooking up with one of their women.....
Do not sleep with sisters, cousins, friends......EVER!!!! (unless you can get away with it, or the broad is cool like that)
Just because you hooked up with a chick once.....then you hear that Im smashing her now.....does not mean that I violated the above rule.....HOES ARE FOR EVERYONE!!! They are like community property......stop falling in love with these bar slut ho-bags .....and then getting upset because they are banging cats you know.....the party scene here is small.....these chix smash everybody!!! (especially your boys) .....stop being Captain Save-A- Ho! If you hit it..... & I hit it...... we both hit it!!!! Why are you bitching and hating all of a sudden?.....are you a rest haven/pitstop for these freaks?.......If no, then stop being all emotional....youre killing my buzz/roll!
If you're in the urinal, do not make conversation with the man in the urinal next to you. DO NOT look at him. Especially if you are tall and must look down.
If a man is your friend, don't date his sister.....unless she is a ho bag.....then you need to have a long talk with your boy.
It's okay to fart in a man's presence.
If we're on a road trip and I'm driving, I decide when to make pit stops. Don't ask.
It's okay to cry, just don't let me see it.
Never make any sort of generalization concerning gender, even if it's so true God himself would back you up.
What happens somewhere stays there. Don't gossip.....and dont talk to chix about your problem with guys or other chix.....I had to learn this the hard way......there is a reason they call it "bitching".
There are more, but I don't feel like writing them write now. And some of them, if I told ya, I'd have to kill ya...
