T!) “You gained a little weight!(double SHOT!)” After the questioning, I’m pretty sure I’ll be in a drunken holiday mood (So…n’t be melancholy, but instead it’ll be like a little Cancun vacay dusted with mistletoe and holly! Tequila will be my “holiday buffer.” For example, when those nosey family members ask those prying questions that can send me over the edge: “What happened to Ava’s father?” (SHOT!) “Are you in law school yet?” (SHOT!) “You gained a little weight!(double SHOT!)” After the questioning, I’m pretty sure I’ll be in a drunken holiday mood (Somebody come get this baby!!)!
Sidenote: If we are to celebrate any heterosexual black man’s success on social media he must be “CB4 blackity black” but not so much he’s considered Hotep, he must also be married to a black woman, even if you’ve posted on social media about “getting a Caucasian John when Jerome doesn’t work out to avoid stress, poverty and headache”, he must also be a simp, a male feminist, in proud support of black transgendered women, encourage prostitution, now formally known as sex work and move to the beat of the perverse Black Feminist drum.
One day Pablo Picasso was sketching on a park bench. A woman recognized him as the famous artist, and asked him for a portrait sketch. Picasso flipped to a blank page, looked at the woman for a moment, and with a few strokes of the pencil drew her abstract portrait. The woman looks at the drawing and is ecstatic. As she reaches for it, she asks how much it will cost her. “Five thousand,” he says. “Five thousand?! But that drawing took you less than a minute!” Picasso replies, “No, madame, it took a lifetime.”