December 24th
AHEM.
On the day before Christmas,
I finally up and see,
A bastard that was unworthy.
2 months of talking,
Eleven days of wondering,
Ten digits dialing,
Nine days of only texting,
Eight dates a ditching,
Seven “Wassup” saying,
Six wasting of my timing,
Five boring convos,
Four eye rollin’,
Three regrets saying,
Two my friend’s friend he dated AND….
ONE ME MOVING the HELL ON!
Aight Foxes,
this is the fairy tale of a nigga named A.
You know A from blogs past (ones you should have read),
and what a boring ass nigga he was.
Here is how the SHIT went down….
Uuuuhhhhh…
The F0xBerry is down for the count.
WTH??????????
Are all my Blackberry user reader/lurkers going thru the same thing?
I’m itching to curse out a phone rep if not…..
Edit: Things are now back to normal.
Dear Santa….
Greetings and Salutations
from The Fox Den!
So I know you survived that beat down my people’s gave you in the “FUCK CHRISTMAS O9” saga but rest assured, I had NOTHING to do with it.
I swear!
I was simply a witness to a horrible crime.
no matter how much I was sitting on your head…..
…. and didn’t call the police during the beat down at hand.
Remember Ron Artest?
I certainly do.
He did an entire interview on one of those late talk shows in his drawz.
His crazy sexy crazy ass.
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