Wind Chill

Me: Damn, I gotta go outside and get lunch. I’m starving.

Common Sense: Don’t do it, playa. It’s dangerous out there!

Me: Dangerous!? Man, if you don’t get TF!

CS: Be safe, my dude..

Me: I’m a gangsta!

Temperature: Say, word!? 

Me: Word! 

Wind + Wind Chill: Here, hold my drank.

Me: Whaddup, den!? Get buck!

W+WC: Man MUPHUCK yo coat, cuh! Oh, take this 3 piece to the face witcha!

Me: 🙁

W+WC: This our set now, lame!

Me: Y’all got it!

CS: Told you.. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯



Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Her:     You just take everything.

Him:    What chu’talmbot?

Her:     My breasts, my time.

Him:    I mean, they’re mine.

Her:     Say what now?

Him:    I commandeered them.

Her:     Oh really?

Him:    I claimed them.

Her:     Not fair!

Him:    What do you want me to say?

Her:     A woman just can’t have nothing these days SMH.

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