I'ma drop this story to yall, it ain't bad, more sad than anything, but at this point in my life, when stuff like this happens to me, its just funny to me. (it's a long story so I tried to make it readable)
The house across the street from my grandfather in my old neighborhood(rough neigborhood) was a hot spot for bad activity, but it has calmed down a little over the years, but I know the people that live there and they're cool with me, etc.
So I'm over to see my granddad this past weekend, and come out to dude across the street asking me to do him a 'favor".
Him: "Ay bruh, could you drop (shorty) off for me? She in the house"
I'm like "Sure whatever".
*(Shorty) is a known hoe who works out of the house across the street, and by hoe, I mean
legit prostitute, but in the neighborhood it just is what it is, and nobody cares
,
So being in a whatever kind of mood, I was like fine. She seen me a million times before and knows I'm a legit dude, so she never tried nothing with me, but she seen me interact with the people in the neighborhood and saw how I moved so she was cool. I knew she was going on a hoe run from the jump, but like I said, I was in a whatever mood...
So she get in and i ask "where you going", she drops the address, and just to mess with her I kick off convo when we pull off:
Her: *Drops address
Me:Oh word? what you going over that way for?
Her: My uncle just came into town, I'm going over there to play some cards.
Me: Oh cards? Ok that's whats up
Her:......
.............Stop in this gas station real quick.
Me: I got gas.
Her: Nah, I gotta get some cards.
Me:
Aight.
We pull in the gas station, she hop out the car to go inside, and I'm watching through the rear view mirror, see her point to the Trojans right next to the cards behind the glass, and when the attendant goes to put them in the clear bag, i see her look out at the car, hurry up and stop him and point for him to put them in the black bag.
So I pull off from the station, drive some, and we eventually pull up to an old busted down looking house. Driveway and walkway full of snow, all that, and she says:
Her: Ok thanks.
Me: Ay, how you getting back over East?
Her: I'ma probably have one of my daughters pick me up.
Me:You got kids?
Her: I got two girls
Me on the inside:
She get out and I pull off. Dude call me up asking a few minutes later asking if she got there in one peice and if I need any money for taking her over, but at that point I was dying laughing off her acting like that so I told him, No I'm Cool.
Breh's, A known hoe, who knows that I know she's a hoe, lied to my face about going off and hoe-ing it up, as I took her to the hoe-ing destination.
Sh*t like that makes me want to find a good woman and go off and settle down somewhere, but also lets me know........these hoes be lyin' like sh*t out here.
*edit: I'm still going to drop that good story I posted about a while back, it counteracts all the fukkery I've experienced recently.
.. but still doesn't remember that she stood me up 
cause that's the first thing i mentioned to her.
) (my ex doesn't know this). 
ex's get upset if you don't wish them happy birthday 
