Nicki Got Scared, Shook, Panickin’

“I’m a bad bitch, I’m a cunt
And I’ll kick that hoe, punt”

So Nicki, uh, did you forget to punt last night?

Continue reading “Nicki Got Scared, Shook, Panickin’” →

Jamari Fox Does Not Want A Pussy

Now I will admit, I have thought to myself:

“If I looked like Beyonce, I would have the finest Wolves all on me!”
“If I was a Vixen, I would probably be the biggest ho ever!”
“These Wolves would be wrapped around my finger…”

Yup.
I’d be “that bad bitch with the fly wardrobe and the coke bottle shape“.
Probably be sexy enough to do music videos with all the rappers and singers I’d like to fuck.

But, after chillin’ with a few Vixens this weekend,
I could never be a Vixen.
Nope, nope, and nope….

Continue reading “Jamari Fox Does Not Want A Pussy” →

Move Me IN; Move Me OUT

Relocating and love go hand in hand.

First off…
Just like the area, you have to locate the Wolf you want to spend the rest of your life with.
You want to make sure they are both places you imagine yourself being for the rest of your life.
Secondly…
you do not want to go into something blind without proper investigation.
Lastly…
packing (your heart, past, and your belongings) are annoying and sometimes painful, but looking towards the future keeps you motivated and inspired.

Would you relocate with a Wolf you barely even knew?
Well a Vixen friend of mine is suffering from that fate…

Continue reading “Move Me IN; Move Me OUT” →