Hiding The Roots
I broke out crying and then flew into a rage. 'How can you doubt me like a common tramp.(Nothing about me is common.) I have always remained faithful to you and your family. And every man that I have ever been with you have been there or at least seen the video tape.' It worked and he apoligised for doubting me. Stick to the story that is the moral of every episode of Cold Case Files.
I do not know why I couldn't tell Pookie of Billy Ray's conception then and I certainly cannot tell him now. I had left Bobby John with Pookie and gone to the store to get bred. (Oopsy misspell should have been bread.) On the way to the store, I noticed a bus broke down on the side of the road. Like the Good Samaritan that the minister preaches about, I stopped to see if I could help. The driver explained that a limo was coming to pick up the musician and a wrecker had already been called to pick up the tour bus. I was excited to find out that this was a tour bus with a famous musician inside and nearly fainted when the driver asked if I would like to check out the bus and meet the musician.
The first thing that I noticed on the bus was a smell that was like an exotic scented candle. The driver introduced me to the musician, who I will call Rapper X, then left to wait on the wrecker. Rapper X showed me around the bus and I noticed a beautiful vase. When I mentioned that I liked his vase he laughed and said that it wasn't a vase but a water pipe and would I like to smoke some shit. I told him that I didn't even smoke tobacco and it took me the longest time to get used to the smell of shit while changing Bobby John's diapers and there was no way that I was going to smoke shit. He laughed and said it wasn't really shit but a medicinal herb that would help me relax. This is something that every mommy could use and besides I have always wanted to try homeopathic medicine.
Boy did it ever work. After one puff, I was totally relaxed and the next few puffs went straight to my pussy. That is when Rapper X told me that he would like to hit it. I was shocked and told him that I thought we were having a good time and did not know why he wanted to get violent. He laughed and said that he didn't really want to hit me but would like to do me Doggy Dog style since he admired the junk in my trunk. I do not know what the condition of my car's trunk had to do with anything but I am always in the mood for a good fuck and under the effects of the medicinal herb, I was eager.
As I was getting off the bus, the limo pulled up. Rapper X told me that my pussy was the shizzle. I really don't know what the shizzle means but I guess doing all those Kegal exercises paid off.
Oh well disaster averted or at least postponed. Ta-Ta's for now.