Bitch please
Well, lets see. I had to drop my ma off at work today, and on the way my ex called like 40 times, which was fine. I called her back to see what she wanted, and she's like her class got cancelled she's on her way over. Great. One thing I hate is when people let me know about shit at the last minute. Anyway, get back here and she's constantly asking dumb shit like "whats wrong" when nothing is, or "you got a girl now or something" nope. I just have alot of shit to do today and I'm trying to plan it out which works great when you've got some bitch constantly asking whats wrong. So, we're here for like 10 minutes 15 at the most when her phone rings. She answers, talks, talks. Then apparently it gets private because she gets up. Walks into the hallway. In. My. Fucking. House. Yeah right. I love it when bitches get shit twisted, like I actually give a fuck about her or something. So while she was talking I got up, lead her to the front door, opened it. Unlocked the screen, opened that door too pushed her out and closed it. She's all "Wait let me" Uh huh, ok. Right, locked the doors and walked off. I really hope the hour and a half bus and L ride was worth it, have fun on the way back. It wasn't even ten o'clock yet and already I had to kick a bitch out. Me and B had a good ass laugh about that shit. Got my OG's truck until the weekend, its time to see what trouble I can get into before work.