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     Sumtime Rating: N/A |
Its sort of a Country/Western diddy- wanna hear it? here it go... Yore ma woman and I love you. When you aint here ma day iz blue. I miss the sound of yore bear-like snore. Yule always be ma favrit crack whore. I love the way you bathe once a week. Yore the only one that can bring out ma freak. You always help me if I gotta count past four. That's why yule always be my favrit crack whore. Any other chick just seems real lame. Compared to you, it just aint the same. I used to bowl but I stay home instead. If yore here, I can get two dolla head. Sure, you aint the purdiest I've seen. The fart breath you got can get purdy mean. But after the first time I rode you like a pony I swore. You'd always be my favrit crack whore. | ||
| Whitney Rating: N/A |
"My One and Only Addict Love" 'The very thought of youuuu Makes my heart singgg Like a stolen radio or a stolen ringggg' Cuz I can sell it and whatdayanno I've got myself some crack and I'm good 2 go! Okay.. Bobby, I know that you love me, But how many times do I have to let you know You ain't 'posed tah be goin' round Tellin' ERRBODY dat I'm yo FAVORITE crack ho! Now I know you love me, like I said But I shouldn't be your "favorite" c.w. But your one and ONLY c.w. instead. Oh Bobby, you make me so sad Blowin' ma spot up like that.. U make me mad. Still, I am but a rock without a pipe when you're not here Yes to me, you are so dear.. Now come here, my most FAVORITE addict. And gimme a kiss And a light while ya at it. ;-) (Okay, I'm goin' to Hell, I know.. I just couldn't resist. hehe ) B.W.S. | ||
| Bobby Rating: N/A |
Hey, whassup wid you, impersonatin my woman, tryin to make like she a crack ho, or somethin. My baby don't be sellin her body! She pay cash money for her product. Furthermore, she gettin her act together and we goin on the road next month. Our "Re-Hab Revisited" tour sponsored by Zig-Zag Paper Company will soon be appearin at a theater near you, so you better watch your back, biatch! | ||
| Da REAL Whitney Rating: N/A |
Bobby, don't even pay her no attention She's just a hater And plus we can't be cussin' and stuff like that See, this is a positive site, let's remember that Plus ain't nobody even on crack No sir, not I Okay, so I just told a white lie BUT STILL They don't know me, they don't know you And to you, Bobby, will I always be true But if push comes to shove I'm sorry, but crack is stronger than love. ((Disclaimer** I promise I'm not bashin' her, just being a lil' naughty.. Whitney, we still love you, Gurl. Oh you too, Bobby. ** B.W.S)) | ||
| Bobby Rating: N/A |
Hey, look here, babygirl, Whitney sleepin things off right now. Like, whyn't you hit on my cell and maybe we can hook up. Aiight? (555-5555)>>sniff-sniff<< Oops I posted this on the wrong thread. Here's where I wanna be, and, yes, BWS, it's me. Cynique, actin a fool, right along wid ya! \ | ||
| Whtney Rating: N/A |
LMNDWL!!! (LAWD MI NEARLY DEAD WID LAFF!!!) AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Cynique, I'mma GET'CHOO! ahahahahaha (Okay, okay one more one more..) Come on, Bobby. Come on, Bobby. *turning to the onlookers* So what? What, chew Wendy Williams now, huh? *wipin' nose and sniffin'* What.. What'chew gonna do, say all these things about me? You can't JUDGE me! Only GOD can JUDGE me! *starts singing "His Eye is on the Sparrow* See see see.. All a' you saying all these things.. YOU don't KNOW me! WhatdayaMEAN am I on crack? Crack iz WACK! Tell 'em, Bobby. Tell 'em crack is wack. You know what? If you're NOT GOD, you are NOT fit to judge me!! *mumblin'* Haters.. | ||
| Bobby Rating: N/A |
"Jes chill, Whitney, Baby, you know yo man got ya back. I ain't gonna let these haters diss my meal ticket - oops I mean my Boo. Let's blow this place, and speakin of blow - we need to turn over a new leaf. Enuff of this crack crap. C'mon baby let's find us a higher ground. >>sniff-sniff<< Stop it, stop it, BWS! You know ol Cynique always has to have the last word! ROTFLOL | ||
| Beautifulwaterstar Rating: N/A |
:-D MAD SICK HEAD NUH GOOD! LOLOL Okay. You got the last word in HERE, but Gurllll, Junebug done found out how tah use a pyootah! YOU IN TRUUUUUBBBBULLLLL! lololol ((Thumper's post. lol Okay, I'll behave. hehe)) | ||
| Cynique Rating: N/A |
Dat doggone Junebug! When did he git out? Hope he didn't forget that he ain't supposed to be within 20 feet of me after I got that restrainin order taken out. I guess that dummy picked up some computer skills while he was in the joint, doin time for shoplifting. Chump!( I did dig that leather jacket he got me, tho.) And I don't know why he keeps callin himself my babies' daddy. He know damn well Shrieka and Kamkazee are by Tyrone. And Rajaheem is Darnell's kid. But to tell the truth, Dekedzie might be Junebug's son. Maybe. And Junebug also needs to stop tryin to claim that apartment. He ain't never paid a day's rent there cuz I got a section 8. You know Thumper and Troy are going to kick us off is we don't stop this, BWS. Quit encouraging me! LMAO! | ||
| Bokweetah Afaneeka Raheelah-X Jackson Rating: N/A |
Furrrs' uv all, HONEY CHILEEE *snappin' fingers into a perfect "Z"* you don' know NANNNN bout JUNEBUG! Yoo thank' he LUBBBB yoo!? He don' LUBBBB YOO! JUNEBUG LUB ME!!! See!? He bawt me dis beepa to PROOB his LUB fo' me! See? *pointing to beeper with her "Junebug loves Boneeka" engraved in it* Plus I KNOWWWWDED dat dem kidz wuzzn' his! *hmph* He oughttn' tah have mo' betta sense dan dat. I mean HELLLLOOOOOO; RAJAHEEM (who ain't even DARNELL'S kid) got dat "purdy" hurr an' dem nice green eyes. Na I suggest yoo LEEB ma man LONE fo' I tell him dat'choo got Sekshun 8 an' be spendin' duh munney he gib you fo dem kidz on yo HURR and NAILS!!! (hahaha I can't stop!! It's like something is mounting me, taking over my fingers and making them type things that would send me straight to the Debil in gasoline drawz! lololol I'm so sorry, Cynique, but you're not helping EITHER! lololol Thumper/Troy, please try to understand hain' nuffin' but dat ol' DEBIL makin' us ack' dis hurr way! lol) | ||
| Cynique Rating: N/A |
Ummmmm. It's herd ta tawk wid dis duct tape on my mouf, BWS. I'm tryin to be quiet - tryin - tryin - help me, Jesus, puleez, -ooooh Lawdy, make da debil leave poor Cynique alone...help her to not say nothin back to that big butt, weave-wearing, Bokweetah! | ||
| Chris Hayden Rating: N/A |
Ladies: Keep it up. You're providing me with material. | ||
| Bokweetah Afaneeka Raheelah-X Jackson Rating: N/A |
Wut'choo mean keep it up, Ray Ray? And WHY iz you comin' up in hurr ackin' like yo name Chris? *twirlin' multicolored weave, poppin' gum* Lissen, Lukweeta, okayyyy? *gettin' up in her face* ONE AND ONE AND ONE IS FO' U BETTA WATCH YO MAN.. *blank expression* Wait. Summin' wrong. *counts on fingers* Oh okay den.. *starting over* ONEEE AN ONEEE AN ONEEE IS THREE! U BETTA WATCHO' MAN CUZ YO' MAN IZ WATCHIN' ME. Heyyyyyyy! *gives Shaquanda, who is always up in "somebody's" stuff a "You sholeeee told HER, Gurl" handslap.* Tawn bout big butt weeb wurrin' Bokweetah. Dis hurr ain' no CHEAP weeb like yourn! THIS HUMAN HURR AND IT COST LOTZA MUNNEY SO DURR!!! Don't start nan won' be nan, hurr! | ||
| Lukweeta Rating: N/A |
I takin all my earrings outta my lobes right now, Bokweetah! You gittin on my last nerve. My gurl Dethencia got my back, baby, so bring it on! And don't think I won't hit my cuzin Tremedrius on his cell. All I gotta do is buy him a forty ounce, and a dime bag and he'll do a drive by on that sorry-assed Junebug. Humph! And you know doggone well you got dat fake hair at Cho-Lin's beauty supply store for $9.99! | ||
| Lambd Rating: N/A |
There are some serious issues up in here! I didn't know I was gonna cause this much trouble with my little country/western song. I thought I might have a chance at a grammy. I sure didn't think Whitney and the King of R&B would get this deep into my song. | ||
| Bokweetah Afaneeka Raheelah-X Jackson Rating: N/A |
Geyllll, Dethencia ain't BIT mo' gat'cho beck cuh SHE duh won tole me dat dem ain' ee'n much Junebug' kidz! Tremednus ain' even yo cuzzin' eeda cuz yo' mama had cheated on yo' daddy wit'cho uncle, makin' Tremednus YO BRUDDA! YEAHHHH, dass rite! Tremednus yo' BRUDDA! I wuz gon' tell yoo on Ricky Lake but she ain't tryna pay nobody no guud munney. Yoo knoe Freddy down dey on 8th skreet? Well (an' he only charged me a Church's chicken 2 peese dinna tah tell me! Gotta luv da 'crack market'!) he duh one what tell me say yo' mama cheated on yo daddy wit' yo uncle. On toppa dat, "YO PAPA AIN'TCHO PAPA BUT YO PAPA DOHHHHH' KNOWWWWWW!" Oh ma guudness! Ah been talkin' sooo long til I hain' eben see ma baby daddy come in, LODE! *Turning to Lambd* Lambd AKA JUNEBUG DE'ALVARAE-RAE'DEJUAN-DONTE JONES! TELL'UH YOOO LUBBBBBBBZZZZZ ME! TELL 'UH RAT NAH! Plus why iz yawl got alll deez FEK names!? Yawl shame!? Why me and Lukweeta is da only wunz typin' ar RILLLL names!? We lubbb ARRR rill names! | ||
| Bokweetah Afaneeka Raheelah-X Jackson Rating: N/A |
Oh Tremednus yo Brudda SLASH cuzzin', Lukweeta! I just found out cuz Freddy tol' me if I throw in a' apple pie he wud tell mah sumtin' else! I'mmo telllll yo daddy! WOOPS, I meant UNCLE! Leeb Junebug LONE an' we won' hab no mo' problimz.. | ||
| Lukweeta Rating: N/A |
In case y'all interested, I couldn't take no more of that whacked biatch Bokweetah so I jes took off one of my fake Jimmy Chiu shoes and knocked her in her head, causing her hazel contacts to pop out. When she finally came to, she had amnesia so I told her she was Mary J. Blighe. Now she just walks around singin off key, thankin the Lord, once again tellin everybody how she has finally got herself together. Later. I'm gone. | ||
| Lambd Rating: N/A |
I sho lubz you, Bokweetah! I sho do. I thought she knew. Sho as the mountain got dew. Sho as the sky is blue. Sho as my heart is true. Sho as one and one is two. Sho as 'I can't give you five, but I might can spare a few.' Sho as Bobby is Whitney's Boo. Sho is my lub for you. I didn't tell her before cause I thought she knew. Whew! | ||
| Bokweetah Afaneeka Raheelah-X Jackson Rating: N/A |
Junebug, ah lubz ya mo' dan hotsauce on fried fish Junebug, ah lubz ya an' iff'n ah had jes one wish, Ah shole wud wish yoo cud be in ma life foeva I lub yoo in sunny o' rainy weatha Juebug yoo so special Don't choo knoe? I'mmo go cook yoo some nekbonez an' collid greens But'choo gat tuh wait til' da First doe.. Lukweeta, if dat make yoo feel betta, like yoo won or summin', FINE. But DEM STILL AIN' JUNEBUGZ KIDZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!! Plus yoo only sayin' "lata" cuz da lie-berry bat tah close... (:p It's been sick! lol) OHHHH P.S. Dis hurr came from HAIR DEPOT, it costed me $5.99 per BAG, unlike yo' cheap $.99 puh' pound fake stuff. U iz a true hata, Shoutey. | ||
| Becky Rating: N/A |
*holding heart* Like oh my God, okay? I mean I like TOTALLY don't like believe what I am like hearing right now, okay? Like JUNEBUG, I thought you said that nothing was like up with you and your baby mother. Oh my God.. Okay? I am just like soooo not a happy camper right now. Junebug, I like thought you like said I was your "Ivory" Princess. (?) I like totally took you EVERYWHERE you like wanted to go or like totally let you get the car when I was like working and you like never even had to pay rent. On like top of that, I totally supported your like rap career. Eventhough you are like 38 1/2, I like NEVER told you to try something else. I like totally said you could like make it. You and your friends would totally stay up alll night smoking ganjer (whatever you call it, you know, "reefers") and drinking alcohol and I like didn't even bother you. Oh my God. I have been like soooo not unviolated. | ||
| Greeneyedrican Newbie Poster Username: Greeneyedrican Post Number: 5 Registered: 09-2004 Rating: N/A |
This is hilarious....thamnks for the laugh |
