So, I was an work the other day and the guy I work with say's "Can I axe you a question"? I say shoot. He say's "I notice you be coming back from lunch everyday all happy" and I say "yea". He say's "Whay you be doing"? I said, "I go home for lunch everyday and get a little whoopy from the lady". He says "reallies". I said "yea". He say's "How you get her to do that"? I said "I sing her a little poetry" He say's "Reallies, what you sing her today"? I said, "Blondi, Blondi, you eyes are so blue, why don't you roll over here so I can make love to you"! He is like "Reallies, dat shit work's"? I say "Yup, every time". He says "I'm gonna try dat chit".
Next day I'm back from lunch, and Tyrone is no where to be found..then about an hour later he shows up with a black eye and his arm in a sling...I said "What the hell happen to you"? He said "I tried dat poetry shit you said". I said "What did say"? He said, "I sang her...Nappy head, Nappy head, your eyes look like a frog, Why don't you roll that black ass over here so I can F**K you like a dog!!
Last edited by HiMark Racing; 11-08-2010 at 06:43 PM.