The cards spilled across the table like a 2 year olds topless drink. The smoke that filled the air lifted from various types of cigarettes which tangled from the men’s lips gathered in the room. Tyrone’s bachelor pad had been the place for the weekly card games for over two years now and everyone had gotten accustomed to the environment.
The refrigerator full of frosty cold Corona’s and desserts lined the counter from whatever random female he decided to have cook for him throughout the week. Life was good, at least from the view of the guests. They admired the man’s den and everything that came with it. The 52 inches worth of high definition viewing plastered against the wall and a surround sound system with enough power to vibrate a small stadium. Their envy was never in question.
“Yo, T, what’s up with that Dolce & Gabbana perfume in the bathroom cuz? You ain't trying some new stuff are you cuz I know this chick that can get you a discount on purses and thigh highs.” Jayson asked as he strolled out of the main bathroom.
The clowning began as the cards and money began to pile on the custom made card table with his name emblazoned across the top.
“Nah, fool. That’s Lesha’s stuff.” She must’ve just left it. “ A better question is why you going through my stuff.”
The laughing ensued while the questioning continued.
“Yea right. Just left it. I saw the facial creams, shampoo’s lotion, body washes.” Jayson rolled his eyes at the obvious answer. “Don’t tell me she’s moving in!”
Corey nearly spilled his beer at the thought. Gone were the every week card games, the local hideout spot. The sacred “bring a jump-off chick” location was in jeopardy.
“Nah, she ain’t moving in. She’s here a lot. It makes sense. Stop interrogating me, you the feds?” Tyrone defended himself and his lady’s actions.
Jayson stood on his imaginary soap box as he turned the volume down on Rick Ross yelling in the background.
“Let me speak to the congregation. We all know here that when a women starts moving her stuff into your apartment, it’s only a matter of time before she starts hinting about moving in…”
The congregation agreed as Tyrone rolled his eyes.
IS JAYSON RIGHT??
That woman is trying to move in all right. Women never admit it, but when they leave their stuff at a mans crib, its a form of defense. Like if another chick comes in and sees it there will be a problem. Kind of like dogs marking their territory. I have a strict policy against. Whatever you came with, leave with.
ReplyDeleteIf she was putting it down in the bedroom, then she wouldn't have to mark her territory.. Women!
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