That B*ch Lied…Your D*ck is Wack *Classic*

*Snapping Fingers* Welcome to the Diary of A Mad Guest Blogger. This is a segment where we feature the bloggers that got thangs to say. I want you to give a special hand to The Mystery Lady.

It seems that there are a substantial number of men out there that believe they got that Lexington Steele when in fact they got that Pee Wee Herman…

Honestly fellas I don’t even blame you I blame all these lying ass heffas for misleading you into believing that you had that work when in fact your ass needs to be laid off…and best believe she VERBALLY TOLD you it was “good” and “the best she ever had” and then turned around and clowned your dumb ass to her homegirls recanting every horrible wack detail down to your tightie whities, the weird musk behind your balls, and your lack of rhythm….smmfh

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Are You The Crazy Girl?

*Snapping Fingers* Welcome to the Diary of A Mad Guest Blogger. This is a segment where we feature readers/bloggers that got thangs to say. I want you to give a special hand to Beyonca Stone.

It’s a fact men make women go crazy. (Women make men go crazy but that is another story.) Crazy. Not that he put it down so good he got me climbing the walls. I am talking about the dressed in a black lurking outside your house, calling your phone blocked,trying to hack your facebook account crazy.
There is that one person that has the power over us to make us go bonkers. Sure their sex game may be on point (better be on point) but it is something they say. Its how the smile at us. Wipe away our tears. Hold us when we are down. Cook for us and hold us up when it seems like the world is tearing us down.

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The Little Lies We Tell Ourselves

*Snapping Fingers* Welcome to the Diary of A Mad Guest Blogger. This is a segment where we feature readers that got thangs to say. I want you to give a special hand to Amber-Fash.

It’s amazing how we “try” to keep things together even after we realize that don’t work. I (because I live and love fashion must speak from my fashion perspective) buy a pair of shoes that I love or lust at first sight then put them on and can’t walk in them for sh*t…but can’t bring myself to stop wearing…or god forbidden give them away and let someone else have them. It’s the same thing with a relationship.

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The Foot Fetish

*Snapping Fingers* Welcome to the Diary of A Mad Guest Blogger. This is a segment where we feature the bloggers that got thangs to say. I want you to give a special hand to Tesha of TeshasDiary.com

I entered knowing exactly what I wanted. I searched for him, fearful that he might not be available to cater to my needs. I found him, smiling and inviting. We had a connection, an attraction.

He knew what I wanted, I had become his number one customer and his biggest fan. Fascinated by the tantalizing things he had stored in his arsenal.

He was known to have the magic touch. I went to where he would be, where he wanted me to wait for him. I awaited him, nervous about the things he’d be doing to me. I was excited about what the next hour or so had in store. He ran me a warm bath, seasoned with scented sea salts and soft bubbles to caress me.

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Bitch Ass Men In 2010

*Snapping Fingers* Welcome to the Diary of A Mad Guest Blogger. This is a segment where we feature readers that got thangs to say. I want you to give a special hand to NiKole.

Not sure when the roles changed but why have guys gotten so sensitive and passive. Don’t get me wrong I like a guy to care and be concerned but waiting by the phone for me to call or counting down the hours and minutes since my last call is borderline bitchassness. I need a man to check me and keep me in line cause I’m aggressive so he has to be a little more not a whole lot less.

I hate playing the guy role in a relationship because I will cheat. There is no way I won’t. I tried it twice and cheated four times. I love a man to be in to their feelings, but shit u don’t need to cry if you didn’t get to hear my voice before you went to bed. Sometimes I want to say “man up, you sure you have balls between your legs?”. It just frustrates me because I see why previous girls cheat because I’m pretty sure they thought they were dating a girl, and had to check their sexuality in cheating.

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Just Say No to Dating Sites

*Snapping Fingers* Welcome to the Diary of A Mad Guest Blogger. This is a segment where we feature the bloggers that got thangs to say. I want you to give a special hand to Nukirk.

First off, let’s start off with a basic introduction. My name is Nukirk. I’m a music/tech/social studies blogger, not a relationship advisor. At least that’s what I’m known as. But I do have some common sense I would love to give you that combines my knowledge of the web with your wanting to attract a partner of your choosing using the web. I also know that in order to pull it off a feat like this, I must rely on the one thing VI loves about me… my quirky sense of humor.

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