Normally I write about my baby girls getting scammed by Nigerians, going back to cheating boyfriends and how to clear up their 10th BV outbreak. So when I was able to write about something AMAZING and unselfish that one of my baby girls did I was beyond ecstatic. My unselfish princess name is Shawna and... Continue Reading →
Sundays are for worship, NOT for picking up my girlies at sleazy hotels
Can I just worship Jesus Christ, my Lord and sassy savor in peace? No, because my girlies have to blow my phone up begging me to pick them up from the Super 8 motel. I like to wake up, immediately throw up to cleanse myself from the night before then hit up my local church... Continue Reading →