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kay9:
U'r crazy Blue!

yes darling,
i am crazy and thats why i feel priviledged to call u my mentor

u mydear have no rival on here
ur simply amazing
ur story if in print would definitely be a page turner

"omg i love ur environment!"
"that would definitely not be ur building!"
". . .and the guard is polite!"
"this apartment is huge!!"
"come see the balcony!!"
"but its so. . ."
in unison "quiet"
how can u say quiet when i have ariblaze always ranting
or when i have gabby cooking up something related to breaking the wind everytime
or when i have stephenP writting me to orgasm
or when i have flowshow n his gang disturbing my ears with "lines"
u say quiet when i have richyblack, davidylan and dayo 'discussing' on issues of foreign interest
or when ruby decides to shift attention to husband number i-lost-count-at-infinity
now when gays and gay-bashers decide to kick up a storm how do u expect my house to be quiet?
tell me how?
*as if on cue*
"ive got to answer this call, its very important"
but i didnt hear it ring,
"its on silent mode"
"my mother in-law flies in this night, ive got to go pick her up"
but ur not married!
"well, i just got married"
"my boyfriend and i have got a date at the movies"
but ur gay!
"im bi now"



disclaimer:
all events described are purely fictional,
if they however bear any form of similarity toany actual event
u just might be right

the party of the weekend!
the illest shite to be going down!
if u dont go, ur a sucka!
on and on they went
hell the sistah needed some excitement in her life amd the possibility of meeting cute brovas wasnt one she'll pass by,
so off she went, thinking
"what am i wearing for this party?"
she got the shoes that everyone woulda killed for,
the outfit molded itself around the shoes
she was ready!
last minute bailing by a friend did nothing to dash her hopes
scarcity of taxis hyped her up the more
finally! she got there,
paid for her ticket,
walked in,
music so sweet that she started swaying her hips immediately hit her
she was in heaven
cute brother offered to open the last door for her
flashed him her billion dollar smile
walked into the arena. . . .
less than 10 people on the dance floor!!
she asked around, they said the crowd would come
30 mins,
1 hour,
still waiting,
finally, they began to trickle in, rejects of other clubs,
ladies of the night,
highly intoxicated gentlemen,
the remaining "sane standers" like her began to trickle out
bye to the cute guy that had been checking her out since she walked in,
bye to the friend she had been checking out since she walked in
the shoes she adored had become her shackles!
she couldnt make them move fast enough!
back to the house,
sitting at her computer,
writing the story of her worst night out