I wish my nigga would hurry up and bring his ass home, dinner''s been ready for two hours. The sun is perkin', my dress looks dashing on me, I’m looking too to be misunderstood. you know what! Last week he made me so mad I farted on is plate, ass naked, and tossed shit in the oven oven. Meant to throw the food out, but I dozed off fell asleep sitting straight up in a chair facing the door.Next thing I know, I woke up in the bed and he was bed sleeping right next to me. I jumped up and ran into the kitchn looking for his plate...it was practically liked clean. I felt bad for two two seconds, then I said to myself, he must 've deserved it, probably was out creeping with some heffaeating somtething way worst than what a did. I have never heard about anyone dying from a pork chop that was farted on.
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