You ain't gotsta lie, Craig!

You ain't gotsta lie, Craig! You gotta stop lying, fellas. I know you're looking at me like, "I have to lie!" but you don't. You ain't gotsta lie, Craig. You must stop."Why?" you ask? Because you're HORRIBLE at it! All my 25 years of life, I've never met a good male liar. The best liars are females. Yeah, I said it. We're the best at it. Do you notice that most of the time it is MEN who are labeled as "dogs" and "cheaters?" You guys know just as well as I do that men aren't the only ones cheating. Both sexes cheat at about the same rate. The difference is that men are the only ones getting caught. Maybe it is a part of our feline tendencies, but we rarely have a difficult time getting away with cheating. But you guys are getting caught left and right. So please, do everyone a favor and stop lying.



I believe the reason men lie is because they think they have to. I'm here today to tell you that's not true! I, myself, as well as many of my female friends have at one time in our lives been "the other woman." We meet a guy and we are just smitten over him. He then tells us he has a girlfriend and we explain that we don't mind. We'll continue to try to make it work, even singing at the club blissfully and truthfully..."I got your man and you can't do anything...ABOUT IT!"





I'll tell you a little story about me, for instance. I used to talk to this dude...we'll call him, "Homeboy." Homeboy and I met on blackplanet back in the day...(don't laugh)...had a cute spades game date, followed by a "why don't you come over and watch movies at my house" date...which of course turned to "baby do you want a massage?"

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...followed thereafter by the killer of them all: "I just want to taste you."

SIDENOTE: Fellas...that is the line that will almost guarantee you get the business today! If a chick is resisting giving up the panties but you can kinda tell she still wants it but she's just trying to be good...you hit her with the old, "I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to do. I just want to taste you." 9 times out 10, you're getting the cookies.

So anyway, back to the story... So the "taste you" line got me and next thing you know my clothes were balled up on Homeboy's floor and he was invading my womb to Ginuwine's 100% album...a great album by the way...





Homeboy did a wonderful job...I mean...WONDERFUL! Now some time passes and he gets this girlfriend and has a child with her. Now Homeboy is living with his baby's mother, new daughter and the BM's other child from a previous relationship. Homeboy has tons of baggage...but did that stop me from still letting him invade my womb? Of course not. Good dick is very hard to come by these days, and good dick accompanied by excellent head game almost doesn't exist. Homeboy doesn't call as much as I'd like him to because of the baggage, but anytime he does call, I'm meeting him...anywhere -- the woods, the back of a school, a packed mall parking lot, a friend's bathroom...you name it.

Before you go calling me a hoe, remember, I'm telling you what your girl won't....the TRUTH!

The moral of the story, stop lying. There's no need.