don’t tell anyone… i left one if my old barbers for taking too long.
no reason i would get there at 2pm and i was leaving at 6pm. why?
i should be more mad at myself,
but a lot of eye candy use to go to that shop.
he would have all his walk in hood wolves go before me.
my current barber,
who is a dominican wolf, gets me inand out. well this she-hyena was mad that her cub’s barber was taking to long to do his hair.
a f-bisent me what she did via news 5 cleveland… Continue reading “I Just Wanted To Do Hoodrat Shit With My Friends (69)”
speaking of iphones and ratchet photo albums, i got caught up with my barber today.
so when i go to my shop,
i usually show him pictures of different hairstyles to replicate.
this week was a cut by kellon deryck. my usual.
so when he was standing next to me looking at the picture,
i made the mistake and swiped right. this is what showed up… Continue reading “Swipe My Finga Right Onto Some Butt Cheekz”
when i turn into a werewolf, like any other fox,
it’s usually NOT pretty. that means i am either fed up or super horny.
either someone will get cussed out real mean… or a vicious nut will be pulled out his pipe.
maybe even both depending on the situation. i’d like to think “ratchet jamari”is my werewolf side.
when i do turn into a werewolf, and can’t express it the right way,
it leaves me having the craziest mood swings. so much so, i was so restless that i couldn’t even sleep last night… Continue reading “The Silence of The Werewolf”