BlvdBrawler
Superstar
I was getting so many women attention. I talked to these hoes get the number and about to smash and out of nowhere they be like so and so at your job told me you was gay, or you have a girlfriend.
Than I found out it was this bisexual girl at my job playa hating cause the girls she was trying pimp wanted talk to me.
Maaaan... When I first started at this company 8 years ago, I was getting hated on left and right, and I AIN'T EVEN DO shyt (yet).
This one GORGEOUS (
) black chick (who eventually ended up becoming a close friend of mine) hit me up one day. Keep in mind we'd only had maybe 45 seconds of conversation in our lives up to this point. Lemme paraphrase the convo:Her: So I heard you're fast ass. (she actually said that)
Me:
Come again?Her: I heard you get around a lot.
Me:
Who told you that? I have a girlfriend. Have for 2 years.Her: Oh ok does your girlfriend know you cheat on her?
Me:
Alright seriously where are you hearing this?Her: Just the word on the street. So... is your girlfriend black?
Her: Haha, noooooooo I know she's not!!!
Me:
Actually, yea... she is. Her:
Wait really?Me: Is that really so hard to believe?
Her: Well you just seem like the type of guy who only dates white women.
Me:
You seem to have formed a lot of opinions about someone who you've only known for a few days. When I first met you, I thought you had an elegant grace about you. I never took you for the gossiping birdhead type. I guess we were both wrong about each other.Her:
I'm sorry. You go, boy. Black love is beautiful (she actually said this too).Me:



at what you meant then.
are nikkas mad about that? 