V-Day be one of the best days of the year. All them hot bi-yatches in sexy clothes, giving you hugs just because--now thats what Im talkin about. I didnt have a date for last Valentines day because Im a playa. All the ladies be wantin Benjy and thats a fact, but Benjy aint gonna be moren a friend with benefits, if you know what I mean. I keep em wantin more.
But some of the bitches just dont get it. And by some, I mean Stalker Melly. That girls crazy, man. She be all up in my face, tellin me she loves me and wantin to talk and stuff. I told her Woman, who you think youre talkin too? But she just dont listen to a brother.
Its like this Valentines Day I was tellin you about. No date, just me. The perfect set up, cause all them fine ladies was sendin me candy-grams all day long. And all the others was seein how many I got. Now thats all fine and good. I loves me the candy grams, and most of the ladies stopped there. But not Stalker Melly. Her nasty ass kept sendin me text messages all mornin. I ignored em, and she sent one sayin as how I was mean! Excuse me, I tol her, I wasnt the one sending desperate-ass messages every five minutes. I got other things to do with my time.
Melly an me got English together after lunch. The way she was actin, I woulda skipped class, especially seein as we was doin Romeo and Juliet. Only Jeeves said hed ground me if I did that again (I call my dad Jeeves, see, cause hes as smart as the search engine. Need to know somethin? Ask Jeeves). So I had to go. An whats the first thing I see but Stalker Melly, practically waitin by the door for me.
Hi Benjy! She talk just like that, too. All exclamation points.
Hi Melly, I answered. I couldnt get passed her to my seat.
Didnt you get my text messages?!
Er
no, I guess not. Phones dead again.
God, your phones always dead, isnt it? Why dont you get a new battery?
I just shrug at her, and the bitch finally lets me sit. Just in time, too, cause the bell was all about the room and Mrs. Cofax be crazy strict.




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