Ode to the nice guy!

i stumbled across this and after reading it i had 2 share with you guys, many times i feel like the nice guy,, but i just feel thats its easier to be an asshole.LOL. Enjoy..


"This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming."

Liar..Liar

(ok, I know I havent been on in a while, ive just been goin thru sum personal stuff and I had 2 take care of that, but don’t worry ill blog about it later….oh yea n R.I.P Michael Jackson)…


One of my pet peeves about women are liars,, I hate liars with a fukkn passion. Lying is so unnecessary, I feel like ima cool down to earth individual and most people that met me also agree. I never judge the next person because even I know that im not perfect, but theres sumthing about liars that make my skin crawl.

Not too long ago I was at aventura mall filling out apps and lookin for a new job and I came across a pretty young think with a nice smile, we talked for a lil bit and exchanged numbers, now she stays about a good 20 minutes away , and whenever she wanted me to slide thru I was either too fukked up with my homies to drive or I wasn’t in the area. But this 1 particular day she was extra determined to get me over to her crib. So I ask the usual probing questions just to make sure im not making a blank trip. Shes answering all the questions correctly and shes even throwin me sum convincing pics. Ok. Im convinced. Time to head over there.

Now from the moment I got there I shoulda just left, but since I was thinking with the wrong head I was focused on 1 goal. Now when I get to the door her home girl answers the door and tells me that shes in the room waiting for me, now on my way to the room I took a quick peek at the room across the hall and I see sum dude rollin up a blunt, now I could care less I aint gonna woory bout the next dude getting his cuz obviously me n him were gunnin got the same goal. Lol.

Ok now me n shorty are in the room and were talkin for a bit and then next thing u know, DEAD SILENCE! I mean me n her are just sittin there n not sayin shit 2 each other, shes channel surfing and watching Charm School and im like wtf?!?! So I take a different approach and I start rubbing on her and kissing her body, now shes starting to quiver n moan, ok now were getting somewhere. So she lays me down, starts kissing on my chest and shes goin down my stomach(at this point im rock solid and ready to go) she unzips my pants and her eyes get a lil big when she shes what shes about to get into, I love it when chicks gasp when they see what im workin with, so she grabs my dick put it in her mouth for about 15 seconds and then all of a sudden, she just stops! Slams on the breaks and everything! So im like what happened? I showered and was well groomed down there so I know it wasn’t me cuz im all about good hygiene , and she tells me “I cant do this, I told myself that im not gonna do this anymore”…what the fuck!! So after I come over and u have my dick in your mouth, all of a sudden u wanna have a life changing mnoment?? Get da fuck outta here, I made 1 final attempt and realized it was pointless, so I get up , get dressed and head to the car, she follows me out and tells me how sorry she is, at this point I didn’t even care I just wanted to leave n go to the nearest corner store so I can get a dutch and spark up, so as im bout to pull out her drive way she says , “fuck it, come back inside so we can finish”…I shook my head, laughed n drove away, leaving her standin right where she was. Look im not no high skool kid and I don’t have time for games n shit, I know most of you are saying that I shoulda went back, but fuck that, she shoulda did that in the room, and she mde me come all the way out here for sum foolishness, I shoulda told the dude I saw in the other bedroom to tag me in when he was done. Lol. At least the home girl wasn’t into playin games, I could hear the dude tearin the pussy up while we was watchin charm school. Then while im rollin up my blunt in pure dissappointment, shorty has da nerve to text me and ask if I was mad at her, I just chuckled and kept on smoking,, she kept texting for a few days and I never wrote back..I think she gets the point now…

See, its shit like this that makes me realize I need a wifey instead of a shone,,..smfh

Ladies, have u ever had a sudden change of heart after u invite a dude over for sum R&R?
Fellas, would u have gone back inside or return any of the texts?