Saturday, May 06, 2006

The Kid In You

Saturday afternoon. You think I would be out enjoying this beautiful weather, or calling some random Slish Playmate for a midday rendevous. Naaaaw i'm home watching Dvds . If I tell you what dvds ive been watching you guys might take away my platinum playa card.

Why am I in. Its safer that way. I hit the streets especially in this kind of weather. No telling what kind of trouble the Slasher will get me into. Once he spots women in tank tops, Sundresses , and cocoa buttered legs. The beast comes out. Now technically this shouldn't be a problem. I am still single, my cuddle muffin and I are still getting reacquainted. So why not enjoy myself. Well i'm trying not to complicate my life and start some shit I can't finish. Why go out and meet someone new when I still have strong feelings for Barneys. So i've decided to keep The Slasher in check until Barneys and I decide what the future holds for us.

Now I can't speak for Barneys. She might be out doing the damn thing. I mean I can't be naive to think that for the past two months Barneys has been sitting home twiddling her thumbs. There has to be at least one dude who's had Barneys thinking Slish WHO??? Hmmmmm. Scratching my head . What do I do ? Do I call her 24/7 to make sure she's not with the next man, Show up unannounced at her door step, tell her those three little words I know she's not ready to hear. I just don't know.

Why does this shit have to be so hard. Remember when we were kids. Boy sees girl. She smiles back. Boy walks over and says " I like you" Girl says "You're cute" Boy says " lets go steady " Girl says " Okay you're my boyfriend" and off the both of you went holding hands in front of the Mr softee truck so you could buy her an ice cream cone. Life was simple back then.

Why as adults do we let all this extra shit keep us from being happy. Why do we challenge Love. Its the most wonderful feeling in the Universe and all we do is challenge it. Lets get in touch with the kid in us again. Fuck it!!! I'm going to get in touch with the kid in me and say Barneys I like you !!! No!!! I take that back!!! I more than just like you!!! I want to hold your hand and walk up to a MR Softee Truck and buy you an ice cream cone.

Lets get in touch with the kids in us

26 Comments:

Blogger The_Practitioner said...

Interesting commentary there bro. You sound like a nigga in love (not that there's anything wrong with that). But to keep it real with you...you need to piss or get off the pot sorta speak.

If you want her, then go get her. Be that dominant Alpha Male and go get her. If not, then let her go bro and continue to live Slishtastically.

8:37 PM  
Blogger Mr.Slish said...

@ serial Ain't that easy. I put on the full cort press I'll get benched. Besides I was the one who left her remember. So the ball is her court not mine.. But I appreciate the advice Bruh

9:14 PM  
Blogger Ming Houser, Realtor said...

First let me say that is a nice pic.

Second, don't feel bad that you're watching movies on a Saturday afternoon. I did the same thing. I watched Derailed...an unexpected pleasure. Then I ordered Capote On Demand. It just B's like that sometimes...

Lastly, let go and let God. That's my motto for 2006 and forever. If it feels right then don't question it, over think it or push it away. You sound like a smart and perceptive man who has been around the block enough times to know when a chick's feelings match your own. So, as Serial said...go get her!!! She just may be waiting on you...

9:20 PM  
Blogger Ming Houser, Realtor said...

I just read what you wrote to Serial. If you left her, then the ball is in YOUR court. She's not suppose to be sweating you...the other way around. Get over yourself and go get your girl...

9:22 PM  
Blogger Mr.Slish said...

@ Dynasty Yes Maam!!!! LOL and thank you for the compliment...

9:41 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So what happened on your birthday?

11:09 PM  
Blogger Mr.Venom said...

Okay so what are you planning to do Hammer?

1:25 AM  
Blogger PhillyLive said...

The kid in you? What the F#CK kind of popcorn shit are you talking about now??? It was simple back then because we did not have a lot on our mind. There was no car note, no rent, no student loan, no nothing?? All we did was play in the dirt. And the main reason why we did not check'n for a lot of women was becasue we could not get around. DUHHHH!!!

Now fast foward to 2006.. Cell phones, cars, cribs, and a little bit of money. Its a rap. Niggas is all over the place and out of control when it comes to shorties.. So you keep look'n for the kid in you. I'm going to get my grown man on son.

10:00 AM  
Blogger Mr.Slish said...

@ anon read my previous post...

@ Venom. Hammer gonna take his damn time and let fate handle it


@ Philly thats what I'm talking about what do those things you just pointed out have to do with being in a relationship

2:26 PM  
Blogger NegroPino™ said...

Can It be all so simple then....sometimes I miss teh good ole days especially when somebody else used to amek all my decisions for me. LIVE WITH NO REGRETS!!! U aint promised to tomorrow so go get her

7:57 PM  
Blogger PhillyLive said...

Are you kidding me??

1. If you have no car how are you going to visit shorty? (Take the Train??

2. If you have no crib where are you going to chill with shorty at? (The Hotel or Motel or your peoples house?)

3. Student loan do not necessarily equate to a higher paying job but it does help.

Anyway, the point I am trying to make is that these are the just basics.. Duhhhhh..

8:57 PM  
Blogger Mr.Slish said...

@ Ms New Booty aka free agent. Things were so simple back then.
Imma a GETTIN!!!!

@ Philly Live Now I know why yo as is still single. You're a grumpy old man. They have medication for your mood swings..lol

8:31 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I can see you didn't read my last comment to you so I am gonna tell you again!

Love is too strong a word to say it too early, BUT it has too strong a meaning, to say it too late.

As kids we were fearless, we did crazy stunts not worrying about if we would break our necks and we told a girl/boy that we liked them not knowing if they would laugh in our face? We grew up and suddenly we are afraid of being rejected so we live our lives not doing things just in case.....

What a way to live, no wonder we were happier as kids!

Go get your womamn man! Whatever will be will be so you need to stop worrying about what might happen later, you are wasting precious time. Man up! LOL

8:40 AM  
Blogger Little Brown Girl said...

"You betta go get her Humphrey!!"

In the infamous words of Mos Def, don't let your Ingrid Bergman get on the plane with the corney dude.

I agree with Dynasty...if you left her then the ball is in your court and more than likely she is waiting for you to step up because she isn't trying to get hurt anymore. She wants to know your for real this time and if you ain't then you need to let it go (but I think you are so I think you need to bring out the A game).

I don't think it's time for the full court press but I do think you need to give her a little more to work with.

Remember you are Bogie (aka Humphrey Boggart) do your thing!!!

9:02 AM  
Blogger Knockout Zed said...

Where in the fuck is the Slasher? That muthafucka is NECESSARY!!!

KZ

8:39 PM  
Blogger Mr.Slish said...

@ Roycee and Ondrea i'm on it.

@ Zed How many time I gotta tell you. The Slasher will ruin my life if I let him out... I have to stay focused.

10:37 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Stay focused on what?? Stop mooning over Barney's for crying out loud. You need to stop trying so hard and let ish happen naturally. Instead of trying so hard to stop Slasher from coming out, you need to see where he may lead you. The Slasher isn't all bad, and at your age (lol) you should be able to keep slasher in check.

12:23 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Better enjoy Slasher while you can. At your age, he may not be around much longer...Um, maybe he just needs a HANDSHAKE!!??!


BWAHAHAHAHHHA!

3:20 PM  
Blogger Organized Noise said...

Let me find out you were in the house watching "Steel Magnolia's" and "Casablanca" instead of sightseeing.

Seriously though, I wish things were that simple. Why did we have to grow up.

3:56 PM  
Blogger Paula D. said...

I want to hold your hand and walk up to a MR Softee Truck and buy you an ice cream cone......
Love it!

3:58 PM  
Blogger EqualOpportunityCrush said...

I'm feeling this entry because this is exactly what my girl just told me today when i called her for advice. Why do we challenge love? You're right dude. Sometimes you just have to jump into the water. I'm listening to your words of wisdom today.

4:55 AM  
Blogger sweetness said...

i always told u to invite me to ur weddin to barney. good bye slasher!

1:46 PM  
Blogger sweetness said...

philly we all go through stages in our lives. let slish be. he is gettin is grown man on. he is thinkin with the sensible head and if more people did that they wouldn't be in the bullsh*t situations they are in.

1:50 PM  
Blogger That Girl Tam said...

This is my first time here...good writing!

Do what moves you and make no apologies for it. Don't miss opportunities playing the debate game within your own mind...I'm with Cereal Dater (hehehe) go get her if you want her - and if you don't want her bad enough (like that), then let it go...

3:22 PM  
Blogger A.u.n.t. Jackie said...

hell yes! this is exactly what i needed to hear today, cuz it's spring time and my bench is low, which means I have no idea whose gonna get time on the court!

I like somebody right now, maybe I should tell, and instead of making it hard on a young brother, let him buy me an ice cream and see me smile!

5:53 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This one was gay...

Stop worrying about what it's going to be and enjoy what it is. If you want it to be more make it clear, if she don't, find common ground or leave it alone. It's not complicated you just making it seam like it. You might want to do a colin check cause that one sounded gay

the kid in you... grow up man

Chi Boogie Brown

10:36 PM  

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