A brick in the purse is worth two watches

I interupted a young man on the corner to ask him the time and he said "Time to buy a watch." I look at him and ask "And how would I buy a watch right now, this very second, sir? I am on a street corner. There is no watch shop in my visage." (I learnt that word from my friend- ain't it good!!) He saw my point and began to back away as i came at him with my purse. I caught him and beat his head in with my purse. He got it good too cuz there was a brick in there from last night. (I carry a brick in my purse when I go to this one club. You know how it is ladies..." Anywayses I ran down the street laughing while he lay there all crying and stuff. Shoulda gave me the time dumba**!

Okaaay!!

You ever get a biscuit and it be dry and crack off in mid-bite and go all over your shirt? And not only that, but the biscuit got butter sitting on top and the butter get on your shirt when the biscuit crack off? I am not going back to "Biscuit Express" ever again because of this reason. I ruined a perfectly good tube top from the "better sportswears" department at Wal Mart all in the name of a cheap biscuit. McDonald make a better biscuit okaaay!! I am going back to see Ronald and get a good biscuit tomorrow morning.

My tv broke so I am missing my stories. It's been broke for about a year now. One day I'll go get me a new one and get me some cable and a six pack of chocolate milk and try to catch up and see what they all be doing.

You seen Diana Ross these days? Her hair too long to be an afro-styled. She mess.