Always Funky Fresh – The Blog v2.0

I courted wifey.

Yup, that’s right. Courted. Not took her to court. Courted. Pursued. Persistence.

I did my homework. Full out investigation. Analyzed details. Checked her out.

I eased my way into it. Took my time. Stickie notes, letters. Did the little things like buy the original CD that her favorite song was recorded on.

I listened so hopefully I would never have to ask what she wanted for a gift. (doesn’t always work

Nothing overly bearing.

And then when it was time to make my move, I man’ed up and went for it. Why? It felt like the right time.

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Oooooooooo baby, don’t stop, yes…..yes…….Uhhhhhhhhh daaammmnnnnn…..

That’s what I said and before I could pull the wrapping off Dope Boy Fresh, she says…..

“Fresh, we need to talk”

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH

“We need to talk” is the one of the worse sentences ever compiled. Whatever follows that shit is never good.

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