Get your proorities in Order
On last night I went to the gym and had one of a workout. I guess last night was “family night” cause the children from A4A and 360 were out working on their guts for the summer. I like instant gratification and I feel that the weight ain’t coming off fast enough but in all respects its coming off the way it should. I took a nice long hott steamy shower and washed my hair which I may add, has grown. I was in a good mood last night, went to bed in a good and woke up in a good mood.
So I got up and went to work all in a good cheerful mood. So my agency through my mood for a loop when they called me down to the break room to sample some coffee. I thought that it was a company trying to advertise and get you to buy their product. Well come to find out, my company is going to buy this machine. I immediately got pissed off and I know now its time for me to go. They simply don’t have their priorities in order. They are going to purchase a new coffee machine that will not be profitable to the company. Imagine this “New coffee machine, but no raise, bonuses or quarterly stipend for its overworked employees. TALK ABOUT PRIORITIES, I find it to be stupid as hell.
But to talk about something more important like my original blog post. It was going to be about my blast from the past.
How many of you have gotten your butt beat when you were younger? Well I was one of them I was always getting my tail beat. I wasn’t all that bad but I had one hell of a mouth. I mean if I was going to get a whooping then why not say what you wanted to say. I remember my mom would ask me why I did something, and I would tell her because I felt like it. Mouth Shot! She would tell me to clean up the kitchen, I would ask her does she do anything?, BEAT DOWN. She would tell me to watch my siblings who might I add are 5 years younger than me, I would tell her those are not my kids you watch them yourself. LOL, BEAT DOWN.
Then of course the bad things I used to do. I think I used to be a pyromaniac. Then of course I was nasty, I used to love playing house. Boy those were the days. I have gotten caught with my pants down, in the bed and simply in the act with ex girlfriends. Or being Manish with my momma’s friend son. LOL. LORD I used to literally get the S**T beat of me. I use to get extension cords, belt, switches, brooms, wooden spoons taken to me. I didn’t care!
I say they need to bring the old school mothers back. The ones that made you go to church all the time. I remember I used to go to church all the time. Tuesday night Bible study, Thursday night Choir rehearsal, Friday night, whatever it was, Saturday morning Cleaning the church, and all day Sunday at church. I grew up C.O.G.I.C so you know they always got something going on in the church. But these were the mommas who children didn’t turn out so bad. These kids today are horrible and disrespectful? The world is going to come an end. I seen about 7 of be-be’s kids running down the street last night. I said what the hell have they done now. The other day I was driving and it was probably the same 7 that were throwing sticks and rocks at some lady who appeared to be a HYPE. Where has the black community gone too (Maybe tomorrows blog) Where were their mothers? Shaniquaita was probably in the nail shop or in the shop getting her HAIRE DID! It disturbs me that people are leaving their children out here for the world to make a mockery of. The bible says beat them. I say beat the hell out of them. My whooping helped me and I didn’t turn out to bad. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS?
So I got up and went to work all in a good cheerful mood. So my agency through my mood for a loop when they called me down to the break room to sample some coffee. I thought that it was a company trying to advertise and get you to buy their product. Well come to find out, my company is going to buy this machine. I immediately got pissed off and I know now its time for me to go. They simply don’t have their priorities in order. They are going to purchase a new coffee machine that will not be profitable to the company. Imagine this “New coffee machine, but no raise, bonuses or quarterly stipend for its overworked employees. TALK ABOUT PRIORITIES, I find it to be stupid as hell.
But to talk about something more important like my original blog post. It was going to be about my blast from the past.
How many of you have gotten your butt beat when you were younger? Well I was one of them I was always getting my tail beat. I wasn’t all that bad but I had one hell of a mouth. I mean if I was going to get a whooping then why not say what you wanted to say. I remember my mom would ask me why I did something, and I would tell her because I felt like it. Mouth Shot! She would tell me to clean up the kitchen, I would ask her does she do anything?, BEAT DOWN. She would tell me to watch my siblings who might I add are 5 years younger than me, I would tell her those are not my kids you watch them yourself. LOL, BEAT DOWN.
Then of course the bad things I used to do. I think I used to be a pyromaniac. Then of course I was nasty, I used to love playing house. Boy those were the days. I have gotten caught with my pants down, in the bed and simply in the act with ex girlfriends. Or being Manish with my momma’s friend son. LOL. LORD I used to literally get the S**T beat of me. I use to get extension cords, belt, switches, brooms, wooden spoons taken to me. I didn’t care!
I say they need to bring the old school mothers back. The ones that made you go to church all the time. I remember I used to go to church all the time. Tuesday night Bible study, Thursday night Choir rehearsal, Friday night, whatever it was, Saturday morning Cleaning the church, and all day Sunday at church. I grew up C.O.G.I.C so you know they always got something going on in the church. But these were the mommas who children didn’t turn out so bad. These kids today are horrible and disrespectful? The world is going to come an end. I seen about 7 of be-be’s kids running down the street last night. I said what the hell have they done now. The other day I was driving and it was probably the same 7 that were throwing sticks and rocks at some lady who appeared to be a HYPE. Where has the black community gone too (Maybe tomorrows blog) Where were their mothers? Shaniquaita was probably in the nail shop or in the shop getting her HAIRE DID! It disturbs me that people are leaving their children out here for the world to make a mockery of. The bible says beat them. I say beat the hell out of them. My whooping helped me and I didn’t turn out to bad. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS?
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