Wrath of the Whipped... part Infinity

Dammit, thats it.

I am officially afraid of the monsters I've created. Flattered, but afraid nonetheless.

Why did one of the stalkalistic playas find me... AT WORK??? How the hell did he get the number??? Why did the damn receptionist transfer that call? I don't even remember telling the S.O.B. in question where I worked. O.M.G.... I am hella freaked out. Niggas take stalking to a whole new level, on reals. And now, the once again amended cast of:

Eternally Stalking Misty!!!

Back for an Encore Performance, with a new cast member! Get tickets for tonite's show at 1-877-KMA-SOWT. And no, we don't accept WIC Vouchers, so QUIT ASKIN'!

And Now... the Stalkalistic-Overly Persistant-Just Can't Let Go Playas in their repeat performance of: Eternally Stalking Misty!

In no particular order (or importance):

1. Piru Tony (X)

2. Old Ricky (blah. never made it to ex status... Thank GOD!)

3. Compton SS (old "buddy")

4.Junior A (X)(spoiled whiner...BLAH).

5. Daygo Mike (#1 homie... much love there)

6. Navy Frankie (X) (dont even ask.)

7. Big Dev (again, dont ask, not quite an X, not quite a nothing. Just wont leave me be.)

8. And introducing: Big Head MDC! (not an X, But a stalkalistic Mo' Fo' nonetheless! He found her at her place of employment, people! And she'd bet her Brothers Johnson CD he'll be in the parking lot when she gets off this evening! Give that nigga a hand!)

As always, I've got too much time on my hands. Actually I don't, I'm using time I really don't have. But so what? K.M.A.! Go back to work now!! The Amazingly Antagonistic, Mean and Malicious MiniMee-MistyMarie, Neighborhood Queen (reigning supreme) has mandated it. And it shall be so.

Damn... I be trippin' sometimes, LOL.