Monday, May 15, 2006

Thank You Mama


I was failing advanced american literature. The teacher said the only way I would pass is if I got a B on my term paper. You wrote the whole thing for me. THANK YOU MAMA!!!!

Switching price tags in Macys so that Stughetto and I could stay laced in fly shit. THANK YOU MAMA!!!!

Told the guidance counselor at New Rochelle High you left Daddy and was getting a divorce causing me great emotional distress which was the reason I was kicked out of my last high school. When the truth really was I failed out purposely because I didn't like going to an all boy school. Guidance counselor bought the story and kept me in the 11 th grade when my ass should have been left back.. THANK YOU MAMA!!!!

Told the elementary school business office that you were the only person in the household working and that daddy was unemployed. BIG LIE!!! Got me and Stughetto free lunch every year until we graduated from that school. THANK YOU MAMA!!!!!

I wrote a story waaay before some of you guys starting reading this blog. Figured I would re post it since my pops has forbidden my mother to partake in any new schemes to get ahead. Making her life pretty dull right now.

One Saturday my family was invited to my cousins wedding. Stughetto calls me in the morning and asks if I could pick up her and my mom and drive them to the wedding. I agree to do so. Biiiiig mistake. My mom is notorious for being a back seat driver.

I get to the house at about 3 : 45 PM called Stughetto and let her know I was outside. They come out & get in the car . Mom says " Slishy I have the directions right here. Want me to tell you how to get to the church" I respond "Nope just give me the address we'll let the car find it " Mom responds " The car??? she starts looking around " You mean the car can tell us how to get there? I respond " Yep " Mom " Excuuuuuuse me" Stughetto says " Your just showing off you know the church is right off I95 you don't need navigation for that. " she's such a HATER!!!! I look back at her, smile, and pull off.

We're on I95. I'm cruising at about 65 -70 miles an hour. My mom is already telling me to slow down and asking why I haven't used my blinker I say " What happened the last time you told me to slow down" Mom responds " You went faster ? " I respond" Thats riiight so be quiet. This car can hit a hundred at anytime. Stughetto shakes her head and says " Thats why I didn't drive " This quiets my mother for all of six minutes then she says " Slishy why are you not using your blinker when you switch lanes " I respond "MOM!!!! I am using the blinkers. Cars today don't have that tic tic noise anymore. she responds " Ooooooh and looks at my side of the car to make sure I'm not lying .

So far my navigation system has us going in the right direction. My mother is very impressed. Mom " Slishy the car talks to you and tells you when to get off right? " I respond " Yes ma" She replies " Then why hasn't it told you to get in the right lane CAUSE WERE COMING UP TO OUR EXIT RIGHT NOW !!!!!" I look at my sister she's shaking her head side to side, then I look at my mother's shiny brown face and we both started to laugh. She knew what she said was stupid, but when you're with the people you love most in the world you can get away with it. Like the Ojays sang " I"LL ALWAYS LOVE MY MAMA SHE'S MY FAVORITE GIRL"....you only get one folks cherish the time you have with them.

22 Comments:

Blogger PhillyLive said...

Nigga I put you on to that navigation shit. I guess you forgot about that huh. You came down to Philly, hopped your black ass into my Acura and was shook. If I recall correctly, you was acting just like your moms was acting and asking me all the same dumb ass questions your moms was asking you. NIGGA YOU AIN'T FLY. I had that navigation shit in 2001. NIGGA YOU LATE....

10:06 PM  
Blogger A.u.n.t. Jackie said...

your mama sounds awesome! there's nothing like that motherly love, especially when we're not kids any more and not in fear of a beat down!

12:36 AM  
Blogger EqualOpportunityCrush said...

your mom sounds gangster as hell (in a good way of course).. motherly love, nothing beats it!

7:06 AM  
Blogger Mr.Venom said...

So now I know where to direct the police if some shyt goes down.

8:33 AM  
Blogger sweetness said...

that the legacy i want to leave with my children. a mother that never turns her back on ther children. i liked the story. it made me think and reflect on my life. thanks for sharin

9:28 AM  
Blogger Knockout Zed said...

Your moms repped hard!!! My mom was on "the man's" side everytime. "I know he's a fuck-up. How can we make his life harder!" It musta been nice growing up with a mom havin' ya back.

KZ

10:01 AM  
Blogger ChezNiki said...

Your mom sounds like my Granma[RIP]. She was from a small company town in Louisiana who moved to the North, had a gold tooth, a gun, a temper, and 'hid' her red wine in the back of the refrigerator so her boyfriend wouldnt get it. She fought anyone who messed with her kids...fist fought. But she was also an Eastern Star, a church member and she loved all us grands, greatgrands and greatgreatgrands unconditionally, this was the first and last time anyone loved me unconditionally. I hope to inherit half her hustle skills...or maybe just her gun.

Your family sounds really loving and close. I wish I had that.

PEACE

11:04 AM  
Blogger Mr.Slish said...

@ Philly Live. Wheres your navigation now nigga..probably with the same dude that stole your car radio this weekend..lol

@ Miss Ahmad She still is. Think my last beat down from her was when I was 19..lol

@ equal My Mom was gangster back then. She had a plan for everything. Stughetto inherited that trait. Me I inherited the Hustle trait

@ Venom. You just mad cause yo mama wouldn't beat up on the bullies that chased you home from school every day...lol

@ sweetness be kind to your chidren. They will appreciate and return the gesture when the time comes.

@ Zed... My mom is no joke. Once she's put her mind to something she won t stop until she gets the result she desires. My poor Daddy

@ Chez Yo grandma had a gold tooth..lol and hid ripple in the back of the fridge..priceless..lmaof

1:22 PM  
Blogger ChezNiki said...

Okay so, I have slow a$$ dial-up at home. But I am at work now...and I am seeing the pic for the first time.
That picture is SO PRECIOUS!!??!?!
Awww BooBoo.


...and it was Thunderbird not Ripple! Recognize! LOL

4:06 PM  
Blogger So...Wise...Sista said...

Ma Dukes is a hustler!
I hope she also whupped your azz for having to cover for you all them damn times!

4:28 PM  
Blogger Mr.Slish said...

@ Wise never got my ass whupped. Just a tongue lashing nefore she got me out of what ever trouble I had gotten myself into

4:37 PM  
Blogger Organized Noise said...

Your mom must have been the "cool mom" amongst your friends. Nice story.

8:22 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

@ Noise she was and still is "the cool mom" i know this from first hand experience.


Mr. Music

8:30 PM  
Blogger A.u.n.t. Jackie said...

the question is...does that make mr slish a mama's boy?

2:24 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

*snicker* first time in your spot...found you by way of mack...think I'm gonna like it here...Your mom sounds alot like mine LOL

9:42 AM  
Blogger Mr.Slish said...

@ Ms Ahmad. Faaaar from a mama's boy. I don't listen to anything she tells me...lol

@ Mznewagenda Welcome. Enjoy yourself while you're here.

@ Mr Music we both know she can be a pain in the ass, but she always means well.

11:43 AM  
Blogger Paula D. said...

I am late, but lovin' it! Your mama sounds like an Original Gangsta! She is the real deal. Cute pic!

1:51 PM  
Blogger i like liquor and tv said...

cute pic!

2:33 PM  
Blogger Mr.Slish said...

@ Paula D and Liquor

Me or MY MAMA!!!! lol

3:10 PM  
Blogger Ming Houser, Realtor said...

Your mother is bout it!

4:07 PM  
Blogger DramaFree said...

Your Mom sounds cool!!

7:33 PM  
Blogger Phoenix said...

I'll Always Love My Momma was sung by the Intruders in 1973. Look at my old post. Your moms sounds cool. And there is no way your dumb ass took advanced anything in HS. lol

8:55 PM  

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