Thug Life
I would not call myself a thug. I am kind of soft actually. I’m not built for lots of fights or street life. I’m old and fluffy now. I’m not built for jail. Amazingly enough…
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In a world where one woman’s evil actions set my world on fire, like a Phoenix I am finally starting to rise from the ashes.
In The Kitchen
We have to do something about this short attention span of mine. It will cause me to miss out on a good thing one of these days. Last night I dreamt of thighs. Chocolate thighs. Thick…
Country Grammar
As I dig myself out of the literal and proverbial hole I thought I would take a moment and update you about things around here. It’s been……busy.
Give Me
Hi Constant Reader I know I’ve been gone a moment and I know you have missed me. I have missed you also. Even though I am not ready to tell the whole story yet,…