Wifed Up!

   I just saw a video that put my entire weekend into perspective,but we'll get to that in a minute.  I did something that I don't commonly do. I went to a club. It's not my usual plan of action for the weekend but hey, why not?  

    So, I stepped out of the house, fresher than a parolees piss test, and me and the homie made our way to see what the city had to offer. I went out thinking that the sole purpose of going out was to have a good time. I had no idea it was gonna turn into a series of interviews and social let downs. While I was being asked about my career choice in my left ear, Lil Jon was tellin "deez hoes" to get low in my right. This wasn't the time nor the place. That was followed by the grand announcement of her independence with a hint of "I'm high maintenance". Mam, raggedy cars are high maintenance, you are materialistic. Did I say that? Nope!! I just let it flow and listened to the DJ. 

   Then, I started to think. If a woman was really trying to appeal to an intoxicated man,her night would not end in loneliness. Hell, if they were really trying to appeal to a sober man they wouldn't be lonely. Ya gotta be able to loosen up and just have a good time. At 1:30am, who cares how independent you are when I can see 85% of ya boobs and about 3% of your love below? Personally between those percentages and alcohol combined, my distractions out way my interest. 

    So this morning I saw this video of Amber Rose (former stripper) twerkin at her bachelorette party and I just started thinking. Those same women that turn their nose up at the "party girls" might want to take some notes. But hey,what do I know? Continue boasting about your purses and degrees when you're lonelier than a pedophile on house arrest at an elderly home...while former strippers are having fun and getting Wifed Up!!!

Check out this video on YouTube:
http://youtu.be/dl4PBgVWo38