What it be people. Yeah I blocked my blog. Nothing personal. Haven’t written anything new anyway. Did I need a break? hmmmm. Naaaaah just got bored. Figured if I was going to spend so much time blogging I might as well spend that time writing a book. Which I started. Got to chapter 3, got bored again and started to miss blogging.
So I took a look around the blog sphere to see if my blogger fam was still out there. LOW and Behold some of ya’ll muthafuckas moved! I decided. Fuck it! I need a fresh start anyway.Why not move too. So now I’m here chillin like a muuuuuug.
Whats new with me! Well I’ve moved from Nyc to NJ. I’m now living with my lady and her son. Let me tell you folks! This shit right here! Ain’t easy! I’ve become an overnight dad. Each day I say something with authority. I pause and look down at my stomach to see if its hanging over my belt buckle CAUSE I’M STARTING TO SOUND JUST LIKE MY POPS!!!!!
My lady is lucky I have home training because a lot of men would not have made this transition easy. I mean I cook,clean, go grocery shopping, get her son ready for school in the morning and make love to her whenever her booty casually brushes against DANGER in the middle of the night. Unfortunately my future ex wife does not know what she has. How do I know! Cause she is constantly doing shit to piss me off. Sad thing is I don’t think she realises what she’s doing.
Let me explain something. I come from a West Indian background. We have certain rules that MUST be followed in the household. My lady Shawnla had no such rules growing up. So occasionally I feel like I’m living with a teenager. Let me give you an example. We have one car in the household which I happen to own. My lady is not on the insurance policy therefore if she should get into an accident while driving it. My dick will be in cement!
Last night Shawnla took the Bat-mobile to City Island to have dinner with friends. On her way back she decides to take a detour to show her son Little D where she works. Which is not on the way home. When she calls to tell me that its like 10 pm. Grrrrrr!!!! I’m slightly annoyed now because it was not a necessary trip. If she had gotten into an accident my premium would have sky rocketed not to mention I would have had to lie to my insurance company. OH!!!! This ain’t the first time she’s done it either! Once she gets into that car its like a wooooooorld tour! She picking up people and their kids, giving folks riiiides. Last night was the fat chick that broke the Camel’s back!
I sat my future ex wife down and said ” Sweetheart we have one car. If something should happen to it because you’re on a tour we will become a one income household. ” She gives me a confused look. I continue “HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO GET TO WORK! ” She looks at me with those pretty brown eyes. 3 seconds later they became slits of ANGER! ” You telling me I can’t use the car!” I respond calmly ” Noooo that’s not what I’m saying” Shawnla ” So what are you saying” I look directly into those angry slits” Justgowhereyouneedtogoandcomerightback” She’s livid now ” WHAT DO YOU MEAN GO WHERE I NEED TO GO” Be calm slasher there is no need for you to step in. I can handle this. ” Babe there was no reason for you to drive so far out of the way this time of night. ” Shawnla ” WHATS THE DIFFERENCE! ” I respond ” The difference is that was not our agreed destination.” Then the slasher sticks his two cents in ” Remember that’s not your car.” Aww hell!!! Shawnla gets up, goes into our bedroom, stomps back out and throws the extra set of car keys on the glass coffee table in front of me ” Take your DAMN keys. I’m never driving your car again! ” Slasher had a comeback for that, but I stifled his ass. Its hard to sleep with one eye open.
Anyway good people. This whole cohabitation thing is going to take some getting used to. Cause the jabs just keep coming. Sooner or later somebody is bound to get knocked RIGHT OUT OF THE RING.
If that should happen. There will be no re-match
MR SLISH 
