Ask A Thug

Nah, keep that shit to yourself. I feel like people reveal way too much about themselves to they companion. What’s wrong wit keepin a bit of a private life as long as you ain’t hurtin nobody on some eatin people in your basement shit?

The problem I see here is n!gg@s and bitches might feel a way about dating a bi-sexual person because…nothing and no one is off limits. You’ll fuck anything, that means it’s never a time when they at ease with you. That shit ain’t good for a person’s ulcer. Now I’m a confident n!gg@ and I truly believe if I’m boning a bitch she’s boned to the highest point of bone-dom and no n!gg@ can do all the fly shit I can, but alotta n!gg@s don’t have that confidence.

With that said, fucking wit you would even add some insecure stresses to me…my ass ain’t and never will be fat and my pussy never will be pretty like a blooming flower and sweet like morning mist in a cane field…how the fuck is I’m posed to compete wit that? You a cheatin bitch waitin to happen and we know it so why would anyone take you serious…there is no mystery in the shit at all.

You already know most n!gg@s think wit they dick and gonna feel like they hit the jump off jackpot, “I got this bitch that’s bi so you already know it’s only a matter of time before I’m fuckin her and one of her freak friends.” And as far as the female side they mostly think wit they hearts, they scared that you gonna get one of your man cravings and some n!gg@ gonna turn you back out on dick and now you gonna want the traditional family that she can’t provide for you. Either way you ain’t a stable choice. So fuck all that “I’m a keep it real” and “if a n!gg@ can’t accept me…” shit. If you wanna be in a relationship wit whoever the fuck gender tickling your fancy the most during this time in your life then hide the wanting of the other deep down.

P.S. Take a page outta my book. See I’m multi-cultural-sexual, meaning as much as you like men and women…I like bitches from all over. But you don’t see me telling my potential Black girlfriend all out the blue one day, “Yo you know I love the shit outta Asian chicks too…so you gonna have to accept that if you wanna be wit me.” 

Just a babymama. Let’s end that fantasy shit right now, but you fuckin know that already. You knew all this already so you must have wanted it.

I don’t even know where to start wit you…you’re like a smart stupid bitch (or a stupid smart bitch whatever fits better). First off, why you lettin n!gg@s that “wasn’t my type at all” bone you raw fuckin duva? When does making babies become purely for fun? I just don’t understand how it got this far wit a n!gg@ you think ain’t a nice guy to marry. So who the fuck is he, a nice guy to have seeds wit? This is more than just young girl dumb, you a ugly bitch ain’t you? Whatever, we just gonna assume that, but fuck it y’all here at this point already.

I think what you going thru is the only-girl-on-the-train-and-its-a-long-ride syndrome. It’s like this, even if the bitch is busted when you get on at Utica and you don’t want no part of her, by Kingsbridge up in the Bronx you would have found something about her that got you thinkin, “dam I’m buggin I shoulda bagged her she was aight”…no she wasn’t aight, she was that same tossed up bitch in BK. It’s just if there’s nothing else our minds help us adjust to “well fuck it if this all we got.”

Plus, you a mother now and mothers find n!gg@s attractive that treat they kids nice. You looking from the other room “awwwwwe”in and shit, jumpin further on his dick cause “they so cute…look at them.” You want it to be a forever moment, but knowing you dumbed out and boned a n!gg@ that’s a rolling stone so it ain’t never gonna happen. Bitches is beautiful and I love them and they way smarter than us, but they emotions keep them fuckin up allowing us stupid n!gg@s to run shit (case in point…this n!gg@ got a key).

Well I guess sit him down and chop it up about your feelings, it might shine some light on how he feel about you. Make sure you looking in his face to see what you need to see from his eyes when you tellin him. Just bear in mind that if the n!gg@ start hittin you wit the “I mean…you know…I’m saying” then no he ain’t fuckin wit you like that so move on.

So yeah, good luck wit tryin to cage a n!gg@ you been lettin run wild for years…tell us how that works out.

By your tone we see you already looking at the front door.

I get it, you frustrated that this n!gg@ can’t save up and take you on vacation or come thru wit a Louis Vuitton speedy on your bornday and shit like that. He getting his checks garnished to where they lookin like a day’s worth of work as opposed to 2 week’s worth. And that’s all his fuck up by picking and skeeting in the wrong bitch…so you shouldn’t have to help bear that n!gg@’s cross. Fuck that n!gg@ and his 17 – 24%-of-his-earnings baby.

But let’s be clear here. You is a bit of a materialistic bitch cause the main reason you thinking of deading the n!gg@ is because he can’t spend on you. You tried to throw the, “oh yeah he ain’t hittin it right either” in there to make a stronger case for your that’s-why-I-jetted reasoning so you feel better about yourself. But that’s G though, I see you looking for a out. If that n!gg@’s dick was the issue we’d a seen that in the first line, not as a “oh I sound like a gold digger…wait, let me throw this in here to lead him off my scent.” No bitch. I still smell you.

But yeah, like I said fuck him. You young, you think you a good catch (which is usually a sign that you’re really not, but whatever) and you know what you want from your companion (for him to trick on you). So go cause when you gotta start contemplating your man…the shit is over.

I’m really glad you asked this question cause too many of y’all got the dragon and be wantin to talk all close on mother fuckers like y’all shit smell right when really y’all out here asphyxiating n!gg@s. So if all you doing is washing your windows…your breath gonna always smell like shit…start cleaning the whole house.

Step one, floss. Some of y’all n!gg@s never did this shit and got years worth of food stuck in between your jibs hence the rotten scent. Go fish out that old piece of meat that been in your molars since you took that bitch to Houston’s and had the hawaiian ribeye (and yes that shit ain’t been called Houston’s in like 2 years so you know your shit is rancid). And don’t give me that “but it make my gums bleed” bitch shit. Cause if you had good hygiene and did it every day as opposed to your low-giene, your gums wouldn’t bleed or get swollen.

Next step is brush your tongue, scrape the shit or something. If your shit ain’t all relatively the same color then it’s coated wit that stink film that got n!gg@s talkin bout you behind your back, “yo you smelt that n!gg@’s breath…his shit was the worst, I’m ready to power wash my mother fuckin nostrils out after that shit.”

Step 3 is to gargle and rinse frequently during the day. You don’t just wash your hands once in the morning and think you gonna be good for the rest of the day. So why you think that’s gonna work for one of the dirtiest parts of your body? Go get you a lil traveling mouthwash or some peroxide to flush your shit out on your bathroom breaks. Warm salt water works too for all us broke n!gg@s. Go grab you a handful of them packs from the burrito spot and go tighten that up.

Step 4 is for y’all who still got your tonsils. Them shit hold bacteria in them grooves, it’s fuckin disgusting. What you should do every couple days is pluck them little nasty cultures from out the grooves to help bring a little life to your dead jaws.

And lastly, start eating right. Your mouth is like 80% of the stink, but that 20% of air from your throat is the fart icing on your shit breath cake. Eat some vegetables and fruits and drink water. Cause if your burps is rank then your teeth got no wins.

P.S. Now if all that shit don’t work for you…start walkin round wit a chew stick…it’ll help disguise it a little bit.

Fuck you hear that at? I promise myself after every “dam I fucked up,” that I wasn’t gonna bungi no more. I know God got to be tired of me by now, “Dear Lord please, on everything, if you make me not catch the monster this time I’ll never go raw dog again.”

I’m tryin to be firm in my shit but I get no help from the hoes at all. Of all the bitches I boned from Classy to Nasty from Stylish to Wild Bitch from Posh to “she need to wash” not one of them has ever asked me to put a condom on…not one. In fact, most of the bitches try to get me to not put it on. They all say either one of 2 things, “you don’t need that” or “wait, before you put it on let me feel it a few times first.” The second one is the most dangerous of all cause in your head you like, “yeah what’s a few strokes,” but that sneaky bitch know what she doing. She know that first off, n!gg@s is weak and once they get in the pussy it aint no coming out, and secondly, and more importantly, they compromised your dick. Cause if you do it they can now tricknology you into always fuckin raw with the “we already did it raw…that condom don’t even make no sense now” shit.

But that’s probably all my fault cause my dick so pretty, but to answer your question…it’s because n!gg@s is stupid. Every bitch we like we assume she clean and that we got ultimate “pull out” control wit her. So we won’t get burnt cause you pretty and smart to us (and pretty and smart never have germs) and you wont get prego cause I’m a pull out and nut on your butt or your stomach (really wanting it to be on your tongue though).

And to answer your second question, even though it’s a fuckin violation of my rules but I’m feelin good today, just make sure you keep your own stock and be firm when you tell him to put it on. And the sure fire way to make sure a n!gg@ have that jimmy hat on is to put it on wit your mouth like the strippers do (not that I know anything about that…but I hear things). However, if we see that you have that skill you definitely gonna lose alotta that non-slutness in our eyes.

What’s your definition of a good girl? Cause I love all girls even lesbians if they give me a shot. So I wanna know is there some new research out that proves that good girls ain’t posed to be fucked wit? Cause right now as it stands this a stupid ass question. If she has a God grown pussy and XX chromosomes I like her, and there’s a chance in the future that I might love her.

Now the fact that you askin me this stupid shit maybe I have to look within myself to see what I’m doing to even spark this line of questioning. Yes I do love sluts, this is true, cause when my dick is hard wit that throbbin hardness and I get that shortness of breath horny…sluts and they vast dick experience and no nonsense approach to the bozack is unmatched. At that moment I can’t toy around wit a chick that care if she gonna get caught suckin dick in this stairwell. I need a bitch that’s like “I don’t give a fuck who see us, I got things to do here.”

But as I nut off and release that evil jinn and gain my wits about me again, I treasure the company of a good girl and her sweetheart ways. See what n!gg@s is lookin for is a good girl in the street and a whore or freak (or whatever the fuck you wanna call a chick that’s comfortable around dick) in the bedroom. The only thing is that there is no such creature. Every bitch thinks she has both qualities, but none do. They are either all good girl tryin to be a freak or all freak tryin to be a good girl.

Good girls know that they have to do certain sexual things that can be seen as degrading to some, but they do it cause they love they man and they certain that they man love them and he’s into this stuff so they get they “freak on.” Freaks can’t turn they “freak” off and as far as sexuality and degrading…never the twain shall meet. And they can give a fuck about pleasing they man, they just trying to please themselves and any n!gg@ can be there to facilitate…any n!gg@, bitch or any combination of said.  

So to answer your question yes I love good girls…just not when my dick is hard.

Move on and take this experience for what it was…you regained a lil trust back in men. Take that lesson and use it to build with someone new. This n!gg@ here got him somebody he feelin feelin right now and only want you around to do whatever it is you do that benefits him…who knows, he mighta always wanted a maid he can fuck on. And from the looks of it you fulfilling that.

This n!gg@ know your story and if in 2 years he ain’t wiz you then it ain’t gonna happen. And the n!gg@ got cold on you too wit the “play your part” shit. When n!gg@s get to talkin to bitches like that then the respect is gone. All I heard in them words was “come on bitch, you know what this is…” don’t let all that meeting of parents shit go to your head. At one time he might have had rightous intentions…but that time is in the pass.

Whatever transpired from then to now got you outta your “potential” standings and right into the “ass only” category. You can linger or you can take your pussy and your dust pan elsewhere…your choice.

What is it about bitches that make them can’t mind they fuckin business. Who gives a fuck what this bitch doing…who the fuck made you the marriage hall monitor? So the fuck what she cheating…so the fuck what he cheating…so the fuck what she thinking of leaving him for this new n!gg@, what that shit got to do with y’all friendship? Nah-fucking-thing.

They shit is over already, you and your romantic comedy speech ain’t gonna give her no enlightenment on her relationship. If this bitch is your friend then ride wit her and be on her side. She ain’t tell you she was thinking about fuckin around on her cheating ass husband and she wanted your take on it…no she did that on her own, and she liked it and wanted more. If this new n!gg@ really like her or not (heavy on the not…she sound like late night pussy) she a grown up moving how she see fit.

Save you idealistic opinions for when someone asks for them. Any other time…(no, really) mind your mother fuckin business.

I mean you know how I feel about today’s man…they bitch made. They masculine is dormant and crazy suppressed so complaining about bitch shit is par for the course. I love hoes I can watch the game or the fight wit and I ain’t gotta worry about her getting on my mother fuckin nerves about “when is this gonna be over” and talkin to me about dumb shit when the Giants got the ball with 2 mins left. It sound like a blessing to me but I’m a different n!gg@…I ain’t a sucker.

The only thing I can think about that might have n!gg@s feeling funny is that they bitch is becoming fans of n!gg@s that’s in world class shape. And he scared that she thinkin about his dick…which she might be, “dam he 6’6” I know he hanging right with his fine ass” but all she sayin is “good play number 88.” N!gg@s is jealous by nature so a insecure man don’t want his lady clapping and cheering for some young rich chiseled n!gg@…that would allow her to bust him down if given the chance.

So fuck them spilling they feelings on facebook n!gg@s, come watch the game wit me…that is if you don’t mind me pulling my dick out at half time for a lil quick. Fuck they red zone analysis I’m over here getting wet dome grabbin tits.

You don’t need me to co-sign some shit you already know. That n!gg@ is pussy, and this the one reason when I condone calling the police on a dude. He a bitch for hittin you and if you don’t have no live male family members to fold his chump ass up…the police will come play surrogate (that’s why you pay taxes…I’m my own police so I pay myself).

All that putting his hands on you and threathing you shit ain’t to be taken lightly. Verbal become physical and can at times become deadly. This n!gg@ not your boyfriend no more so you should stop sayin that…as soon as he touched you up he became an enemy and enemies are to be handled with swift and firm justice. I know you probably scared of this bitch n!gg@, but fuck him…trust me he got a sucker’s heart and I’m a get you ready to fix him right up if he try to get stupid after the police do what they do.

All women should learn the basics of self defense. Where and how to hit to do the most damage is essential, but that’s for your future, we talking bout now. I don’t know what state you live in but if it’s one of them where-everybody-gunned-up ones then go get you one and learn how to handle it. If you shook of hammers go get you a taser or zapper where you can have him shitting hisself if he come fuckin wit you. If that ain’t your cup of tea, order you some pepper spray (I got the little pink canister ones for every girl I love just to hold her down against a n!gg@…I tell em “just season him up till I get there to put the fire on him.”

So yeah I’m sorry you going thru this bullshit, but remember the first thing you have to fix is your mind set…this n!gg@ don’t love you and he treatin you as such. You now must stop loving a person that don’t give a fuck about you. He said he was gonna kill you and that’s a declaration of war…defend yourself.

P.S. To all my female readers that been thru some shit like what shorty going thru, add on and help her out wit some points I mighta missed…I can’t afford to fuck this one up.