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“I Went To See My Wolf With Panties On… and He Proposed Marriage.”

Ya know, I like to give props where props are due.

Jamari Fox has had a change of heart.
And as usual, it took my readers to show me a light.
… one with sequins and platinum wigs.
All night I was up thinking about this.
I was actually reading the comments over and over.
I did some quick reference checks and was about to do a bar graph and presentation for you.

Yesterday’s riveting conversation featuring “Shimmy Shimmy Cocoa Puff”…
Our fem sisters are killing the game right now.
It isn’t Vixens we should be competing with.
It is really these damn fems and trannies!
They know how to get their Wolf, suck him stupid, and have him hooked.

So I’m thinking brutal take over.
Time for the Foxes to play a little hard ball.
So, I have to ask:

Are you ready to get it together?

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“Ya Woulda Been Successful If It Wasn’t For That Meddling Fear!”

They say the bigger the prize means the bigger the risk.

It could be exciting career choices, moving to a new state, or even snagging your Baller Wolf.
But, with these big prizes come bigger fears.
Fears that can make even the bravest Fox/Wolf/or Hybrid feel inadequate.
What is it about getting what you finally want so scary?

Why do we get scared when things start to go our way?

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