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 →


Fuck boys need not apply

Now that Mama Dutches is Skinny Minnie, EVERY BROTHER & their daddies be hitting her up. It's like oh, now you wanna tap that? Where were you when she was going thru her Old Country Buffet stage? Now she on that Salad & meal prep life you think you can slide thru? BOY BYE! My... Continue Reading →

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