Yeah, man, I am here to write about another topic again. Sometimes I just want to forget about this whole writing business, but it is impossible because there are too many things to write about.
A few days ago, while riding in a commercial vehicle, I had the opportunity to listen to an interesting conversation that went on between two friends who also happened to be passengers. They were talking about how today’s girls are beautiful and how they will not “play” with them.
As the conversation progressed between the two, one of the guys indicated his plan for the beautiful girls all around the place, “Me?” he started, “I will not play with them. I will eat them bad way.”
You see trouble? What does this guy think he can do to women? Does he think there is any trophy to capture? I wonder he thinks there are any trophies and categories of trophies. Does he believe that “eating the girls bad way” will make him win a bronze, silver or gold medal? No, there is no trophy inside this woman business. Da me say so.
It is not about arguing or disputing the beautifulness of the girls we see. They are gorgeous – really gorgeous. Although I cannot, and will not, say that women were not beautiful long ago (I was not alive in those days), from what we see in our days, today’s girls are nothing but earth angels. They are really beautiful. I mean, they are – I don’t know how to even describe them. The children are very beautiful. I can understand why some men sometimes want to rub food on them before eating it. In fact, when you look at some of these girls, you don’t even want to believe that they, too, can toilet.
That said, it does not mean that any man should kill himself behind the beautiful girls of our time. There is no trophy inside woman business. No matter how many times we do it per day, week, month or year, there is no trophy to capture. So, the wise would say that only a fool would find pleasure in using himself on women and boast about it, saying, “I will eat them bad way.” You able to eat them bad way?
Believe me, folks. There is no trophy in woman business. You may eat them every second, sixty seconds every minute; you will not get any trophy. You may even eat them every minute, sixty minutes per hour; you will still not win any trophy. You may eat them every hour, twenty-four hours a day; you will still not receive any trophy. You may eat them every day, seven days a week; you will face the same reality – no trophy. Eating them every week, four weeks a month, will present the same reality – no trophy to be won. If you think eating them every month, twelve months a year, will give you a special crown, you lie to yourself. It makes no difference. And don’t even think that putting all your strength and energy into it will give you any special trophy, needless to mention a bigger trophy. There is no trophy inside this woman business, folks. Don’t kill yourself for nothing.
Men, are you stupid? If King David and his woman-lappa son King Solomon didn’t win any trophies, da you will win them? Yeah, men are really stupid. Da me say so. You like it, jacko; you na like it, Jack-o’-Lantern.
To be continued…
Seriously, my people, aren’t these points to ponder?