I be around my girls family and it's horrible and unacceptable how bad they are at cookin. I knew somethin was up when I first went to their cookout and notice a store bought coleslaw and bake beans and thy always order chicken from hip hop chicken or some other caters. Little did I know what I was in for. Before Age 31 I never really cRed for saint out at restaurant. Now I'm like a nigguh in Xmas morning when it's a possibility we might go out to eat.
My girl be feomt some type of way when I head back home and be choosing downike I ain't ate in weeks.
My girl: why I eating like that
Me: bytch!!! Cuz I might not get to eat like this again
Soon as we get back home on the ride, ah always start talking about she got to do some grocery shopping and get some meats and shyts. I love glazed ham and told my girl to get some. She bought a ham back on Good Friday. That shyt hard as a rock in the freezer. Whenever I ask her to cook it, it's always some excuse.