My grandmother always said,
“Bad association spoils useful habits.”

as a young fox,
i rolled my eyes because i was desperate to belong.
as a grown fox with many experiences of betrayal under his fur?
it turns out that Gran was right.
enter the jay and diddy alleged debacle…

Thanksgiving might be over but my inbox got stuffed with scandal.

this latest drop from an F-BI is hotter than your leftover mac and cheese.
well,
it’s going on 4 days.
you better freeze or throw them out.
a F-BI sent me the following:

*turns the microwave on 2 minutes*
so according to this drop…

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I’m not even gonna hold you,
but I’m strictly a sofritas burrito/bowl fox at Chipotle.
I was introduced in 2019 and I’m into it.
( x feel free to educate yourself if you don’t ).
I’m really into the veggie menu as well.
Sometimes,
I’ll do a week or two where I eat strictly veg.

when i see tweets like that,
where someone’s linking vaccines to everything under the sun,
it just makes my head hurt.
i’ve been around jackals who get almost giddy…

At the thought of everyone who took the vaccines to drop dead.

…just so they can say/font,
“i told you so”.

…as if the lives lost were some twisted validation of their paranoia.
people love to preach about all that went down under the rona,
but they conveniently forget how much of the “good shit” is toxic too.
fonting about the good shit…

We didn’t care that we gave that person trauma.
We didn’t care they needed a friend and we posed as an enemy.
We didn’t care they liked us and we took advantage of that.
We didn’t care we had power and used it to hurt others.
We didn’t care about their wounds after we beat them.

…but suddenly we care when the tables have turned?
we care about our past victims because we are in the position to feel like one.
i’m here to font…

Have you ever noticed how karma doesn’t always work on our schedule?

it’s like waiting for a slow burn,
hoping it eventually catches fire.
our stories help spark the blaze,
added to the ever-growing pile of scorched bridges.
once too many people have enough gasoline:

take diddy,
for example.
for damn near decades,
we have all known him as the life of the party,
the face of “good times“.
bts,
tho?

He was a full-blown demon,
terrorizing people in ways that were anything but glamorous.

his reign of terror might be coming to a close.
yesterday,
the feds picked him up and we all know what that means…

Have you ever noticed how we try to find flowers in the trash?

last night,
i caught up with a friend who are is in the middle of separation/divorce.
sadly,
she has latched onto a rebound.

A jackal that she knows is a complete disaster.

at 37,
with two kids,
weight gain from stress,
and insecurities eating away at her…