G.A.W. Gripes... Part 3

 



G.A.W. Gripes

By Kim Jackson

 

 

  1. I’ve said it before…obviously; I need to say it again. Just because I am a woman, it does not mean that you can run poop by me and tell me it’s pâté. If I come to you and ask you about a tire, don’t run your greedy little fingers along the grooves in the one that DOES NOT have the nail in it as tell me I need a new set. Really?!

 

 

  1. I’m sorry. Really, I am. But, just because we shared a kiss…in HIGH SCHOOL does not mean that the torch still burns. I thought you were boring then and I really think you were bored to reach out to me on Facebook. You’re bored squared.

 

 

  1. Speaking of FB…people, people, people. It’s a social network. An open forum. Yes, people are getting fired for their stats and pics. But, when you feel the need to tell somebody that you’re a 40 year old grown a** man and invite them to come see you…your next post should not be about your maturity…you have none.

 

 

  1. Eddie, Eddie, Eddie. Every member of ANY mega church is now being harassed. What do you think? Did you hear? What was he thinking? People…stop. Guess what? I…DON’T…CARE. ALL of it in God’s hands. Your opinions mean nothing. Your prayers mean everything. THAT IS ALL.

 

 

  1. If I tell you that I can now breathe a little better now that football season has finally begun; you don’t ask me out on a date for Sunday night. What in the hell is wrong with you?

 

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