October 8, 2011
Really? I'm Just Sayin.....
What’s up blog world? I know it’s been a while but so much has been going on that I haven’t had time to holla at y’all. Well, I guess I need to make time. Trust me, it isn’t from a lack of material. There’s PLENTY of that to be had!
Today’s message is a PSA (Public Service Announcement)…..you can’t have the baby without the baby mama! It isn’t much of an announcement but more of a declaration. I’ve preached and preached about this broad over and over but it’s a subject that’ll never get old. My baby mama ain’t *ish! Am I a saint, of course not but I take care of mine. Always have, always will.
Today I’m brewing over the fact that I can’t get any help from this woman. NONE! For the record, I don’t need it but it’s the damn principle. All I ask of this woman is $50 per month and I can’t get that. Not per week or every other week, PER MONTH! Yep, you read it right, $50 damn dollars. Lil mama will by pads, smell goods, and hair products and she’ll be broke but it’s something. All I’m complaining about is effort, show some good faith. Oh, here’s the kicker y’all, she’s pregnant again! Really? (Hell naw it ain’t mine!)
I could go on and on about this broad but it won’t change. To date, she owes me $673.45. Right now, all I want is $50! When I was paying child support and her money wasn’t on time, she would be calling me at my job asking me to call payroll to see what was up. I can’t get $50 damn dollars. Before you ask and if you’re wondering, HELL YEAH I would have her a** thrown in jail for being behind on child support! It ain’t fair and it ain’t right. She gets her hair braided every 2 to 3 weeks. She eats good. She has furnished her NEW apartment. She bought her son an X Box for his birthday but I can’t get $50. Ninja please! I can’t say it enough, $50.00!!!!!!!!!
I had to buy all of her school supplies, school shoes, uniforms, etc and this heffa can’t give me $50 to help with that. She could’ve bought school supplies and I would’ve been happy. That wasn’t even $50.00! Nothing from her at all. Her son, yeah, he ain’t mine but I went out of my way to buy him something for his birthday, I always do. I don’t do the kids like that. Again, he ain’t even mine but you won’t do for yours? Really? Notice, I didn’t say CAN’T, I said WON’T!
Lil mama doesn’t go without and I know that’s why this broad doesn’t do anything; she knows that I will. It’s just a little frustrating y’all, that’s all. I didn’t, wouldn’t, and couldn’t do her like that when the shoe was on the other foot, that’s my daughter. This broad though, I don’t get it, I don’t get it at all.
$50.00 fool! $50.00 damn dollars! Per month! You hit me up for $600 per month when I was paying but I can’t get $50? I can’t even get an IOU or a post dated check, nothing! You just flat out say “Ninja, I ain’t paying you *ish”! Man……
If they ever, ever, ever, ever, ever ask me about pressing charges or whatever it is they do for child support evaders, she better get used to wearing orange. (I’m just sayin)
And before you say, “what about your daughter, you can’t do that to her”, ninja please! We’ll bring Hand Sanitizer and Handy Wipes to wipe the plexi-glass and nasty phones in the visitation booths!
Cliff Huxtable married his baby mama so this scenario doesn’t even apply…….