I got a few... But let's start with the most recent...
So... I had the condom box... Empty... In the back seat of my car under the passenger seat in a bag with the receipt as well... This one particular day I come home.. business as usual but my nephew's we're over... No big deal.. so she was like..ok I'mma take them home, but she has her own vehicle so I'm assuming she is gonna take her SUV....
I was wrong
I looked out the window and my car was gone... No warning..no "hey I'mma take your car"... Nothing... So I was like ok.. she not going to look under the seat... So I should be cool
Let me preface by saying this...
I LOOKED RIGHT AT THE BAG WHEN I GOT HOME... Before I went in the house I looked at the bag... Pushed it under the passenger seat and but that book bag (gym clothes) over that.. I was like.."she not gonna get in here..I'll throw it out tomorrow"
So about a hour goes by... I'm in the house on the laptop... She comes up the steps with this slow ass bop...
"Well I found out you been cheating on me". She said it so calmly..it was scary actually... She showed me the bag, empty box, and receipt....
So now this is where the interrogation begins..
1. When did you fukk this bytch??
Now, I had a SOLID alibi..
"I didn't... I thought about it... Me and her discussed it..she told me to come thru..but I came home"
She looks at the receipt and saw what day it was... It was a Sunday... Ok so your boy Dave East had a meet n greet at the mall, he was doing a show later that night so i went to show love..got a pic... And of course she has no clue who that is... But once they took the flick... I sent it to her so she could see who he was
So I told her... Look at the receipt and look how fast I was back home... You think that's enough time to fukk a chick and get home?? She had no choice but to believe it
Her next question was ... Why?
I'm not going into all that but I sold it... Whatever I told her... whole bunch of "you did this, that, XYZ" But I'm a man... Nuff said
So we discuss some more BS...
But here is the last question
"LET ME SEE THE bytch"
Why do women want to see the pain?? I was like no....hell no....FVCKKKK NO
So the next few days she kept pressing the issue... about seeing this chick... But I wasn't gonna show her... The other chick was banging but I don't know who my girl knows and especially my chick best friend... They know errbody since there isn't a huge black population out here and I ain't want that "OMG I know that bytch"... So I took another chick picture that I used to deal with from her IG... Cropped the screename out.. blew it up a lil and showed her...
Every woman's response...
"That bytch ugly"
"Ok"
Her response... "Body of a goddess, face from hell"
In my head... "That ain't even her"
Moral is.. if you gonna live that life... BE ON POINT...don't doubt your Spidey Senses
Seems like most dudes don't get caught up in the act itself... But we get caught slipping doing arbitrary shyt
The fukkin bolded. When I was younger I'd ALWAYS get clapped up behind yahoo messenger history/text history...moral of the story is don't keep shyt..delete it
Bad part of the scumbag life is you always tense up when ya chick come up to you with that "Hey, I got a question" line
New side p*ssy is nice, but really aint worth the fukkin stress tbh
Wean yaself off that addiction if you know whats good for you