Keisha Advice
Sisters, if you’re giving up the skins to some brother and you consider yourself a woman of substance, listen to me. Take some precautionary measures, especially if this man could be the father of your child before marriage. No matter what, anytime that dick gets in the pussy, pregnancy is a possibility. Believe this, marriage before the child has tremendous strengths in keeping our families together. Oh well, back to the state of reality. Don’t get mad at me, I’m just putting it out there on the real.
Sisters I strongly suggest that you develop and keep your own personal file on your man, in case of extreme stupidity. At a minimum you want his social security number which is usually everywhere around his residence. Gather his bank account number, military identification number, driver’s license number, job contacts and identification number, payroll account numbers, and additional addresses of family and close friends. Attaining a major credit card account number wouldn’t be a bad idea either.
Trust me, in this day and age of financial manipulation and harsh scrutinizing, two niggers with f**ked up credit really don’t have no business knowing each other, let alone trying to do a little sumthin’ together like life. If you’re giving the brother a second thought, you need to be in his wallet, through his medicine cabinet, and in the back of his closet. You’ll be surprised what’s discovered. Some people in search of, get their feelings hurt. I look upon this over all invasion clearly as a win-win based on the right to know, and by any means available.
Present date, a little snooping may save your life. Look, read, and snoop just about everywhere. Check out his cell phone directory and his selection of stored pictures. If there’s any competition, she’ll definitely be there in photo. We often allow ourselves to be dragged down by some financial worthless draining weight. Today you can easily check almost anyone’s credit history or rating over the internet, instantly.
F**k what he has, see where he stands on paper. Need I say it again, no two niggers with f**ked up credit got any business being together, like no two persons of sickle cell have any business bringing children into this world. There it is, apply yourself accordingly.
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In one of her informational deliverances of knowledge Mom stated,“The woman who is spiritually focused, physically fit, emotionally sound, and financially responsible will continuously prosper in their quality of living and in the understanding of life.
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You’ll never find a greater amount of men who take such pride and acclaim in being fathers. What a f**king joke!
When the imprisoned brother can pick his kid up from daycare, then I’ll change my opinion. I’m not saying these men don’t count, but they account for absolutely nothing concerning fathering. Plain and simple sisters, our babies need fathers who will be there. Fathers that will both show and give this child the kind of love and guidance all children rightfully deserve. So when you lay down with this brother, ask yourself if you would want this man to be the father of your child. Remember this: children never get to pick their dads. They may get to choose second, but they never get to choose first!
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That morning we were both awakened by the clanging and tapping on the outside glass by window washers. Wellington assured me that the men absolutely could not see us. He said of all the reasons the hotel couldn’t allow such, the number one reasoning being law suit. I never disputed what he was saying and it all made perfectly good sense, but those guys were too close and to visual to believe anything lying there naked. Especially when they appeared to be making direct eye contact and trust me, I do understand the concept of the one way mirror.