Thursday, November 03, 2005

Is your mailman ghetto? Mine is.

This Negro here is hilarious. Okay, first of all he is always late. We never get our mail on time. Secondly, he keeps shoving all the magazines in my box, and I can't get them out. Our boxes are the little old verticle boxes like up north. I keep leaving the magazines in the box and getting all the other stuff thinking that he would get the picture. But, I guess not. He keeps leaving them in there and putting stuff on top of it. So, my neighbor recommended that I leave a note for him to leave the magazines on my doorstep. Now, I live in an 8-plex house, so it isn't like he would have to walk far. Just go up one flight of stairs and leave the magazines.

Didn't happen. Then I saw the Negro yesterday posted up in the middle of the street talking to another brother. Today, this fool was chilling in his mailman car bumping some K104. I was like, why does my mailman have to be ghetto?

I'm just saying...

Monday, October 31, 2005

I'm a believer

Just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I was beginning to think that there weren't any more GREAT men in the world for single black women like myself. But, I met a really cool guy yesterday that restored my faith in my brothers.

Y'all ah-ight.

Mo' powa!

The Kidd