This Just In...

I know I'm supposed to be working, but I had to report this.

I woulda called my momma, but she is in a meeting.

Someone just called me a hypocrite.

*gasp*

Yeah, I know, right? If anything I'm one of the most straight forward, go for the throat ass females around. I got called out on the basis that I cuss but...

I love the Lord.

You had to see that coming.

But all I had (and have) to say is this. I'm not perfect. I never said I was. It's a sin to cuss. Its also a sin to cheat on your wife (ahem, looking at YOU...Mr. Bastard in question who started all this). Its a sin to judge people for ANYTHING they do. Almost everything is a sin. Thats just the real. If you ain't a Christian, then thats you. I ain't mad at cha, deal with thangs how you will. But I believe Jesus died because He knew that one day, in July of 1979, some lady in Compton was gonna have a daughter, who would be a huge nerd. Thus leading to persecution of the most extreme kinds. He died because he knew that from this persecution, the daughter in question (ME, for the slow ones among us) would develop the amazing skill of cussing any and everyone out who came near her, a skill that would last through the nerd-hood on into her life as the Neighborhood Queen (*extending scepter* you bow here, in case you forgot). He died because cussing is wrong, but I do it anyway. He died so I could say, "Lord, I'm sorry I suck so bad and cuss so much." And that would make it all good.

Believe what you want, I ain't no preacher. But if you think that calling me out on my cussin' is gonna earn you brownie points with the Almighty, then thats your bad, and I'm sorry for ya. Because you ain't that good either, homie. Don't get caught slippin'. Okay. Back to work now, sucka!