So I still have TONS of material for Baby Momma 3 since Part 2 is done and will be out this February.
Just sitting here thinking about some of the dates I've been on and these aren't the TOP 3.
I'm saving those for a damn novel but omg if they don't make me question my people picker ...smh.
Date A took me to a restaraunt and when I asked for a glass of Riesing ... Date A then asked me
"What is that, some kinda candy?" - NEXT
Date B picked me up in a brand new pristine shiny black Mercedes and as we weaved through traffic I couldn't help noticing how "carefully" this fool was driving. Like looking for the turn signal, and accidentally hitting the wiper and $hit. Changing lanes and checking 2, 3, 4 times before getting over.
Of course my Spidey senses go up to about a 7 at this point. Well needless to say after the date and a ton of ignored phone calls on his part I get dropped back off at my house and low and behold around 2am I'm awakened by the eerie glow from a "PRIVATE CALLER" on my phone.
Not thinking because I'm half sleep I answer...
Me: "Um hello?"
Irate female: "Who da hell is dis?"
Me: "You called me, who you lookin for?"
Her: "Was you out wit' such an such earlier?"
-At this point all I'm thinkin is ...Oh Lord, here we go. I KNEW something was up with this mufuka.
Me: "It depends on who's askin."
Her: "His Fiance' askin' and I'm four months pregnant and I can't BELIEVE you was up in my car, and that mufuka took you out to eat and paid wit MY credit card..."
-She's goin on and on, crying now cuz she pregnant and the hormones is kicking in...it was our FIRST and last date I wasn't that pressed.
Me: "Look mama, I ain't know nothin about you and I'm sorry he tried to play you - you ain't gotta worry about me."
Her: "The hell I don't. That nigga comin' to stay wit' yo azz cuz' I'm puttin him out right now..." she screams and starts cursing at him in the background. I can hear things bring thrown around...oh hellllllll to the nah he ain't. Chelly hangs up the phone.
Date C looked flawless on paper. We actually met online (me and those dating sites smh - I've banned myself from them now lol) anywho we emailed back and forth for a few weeks. No kids. Well spoken. Just moved back to the area. Had two roommates, nothing major. Seemed like a good choice. We decided to meet at happy hour to go through the whole "interview/getting to know you process."
WELL as the drinks started pouring the fool got more and more honest and as it turned out "just moved back to the area" was just another way of saying he'd just been released from doing seven years in a federal penitentiary and that roommate ...well they were actually his parents. And no kids.....ah that was a COMPLETE lie. He had a 5 year old (are conjugal visits still a thing because I was too flabbergasted to ask HOW that came about) He lied about his son because he didn't want me to disqualify him for having a child. LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE WOULD'NT HAVE BEEN A DISQUALIFIER (O_o)
- - -Needless to say I've had my adventures in the dating world, and I care to repeat NONE of them. These were alllll a long time ago, but they definitely make for entertaining stories lol <3
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