Every Man Deserves A Good Jacket

Most women wanted their first child to be a girl but I prayed for a son and I believe it probably had something to do with my love for men. I have been accused all my life for lubbing too much man. I loved men. Brown men black men and bleachers; tall men short men wild men and Christians. Rich or poor scammer drug men doctors and cane cutters; as long as it name man my teeth be grinning from ear to ear. My child's father Jerr was the love of my life. I knew I wanted to be with him from the first day I spoke to him tall handsome sitting on his blue Honda civic in a blue Hollister Shirt and matching Ralph Lauren Polo Pants. I saw him before on several occasions ruggedly handsome with big Afro hair decked out in either a white merino or V neck T-shirt driving his Suzuki Grand Vitara. My friends and I would literally stick our tongues out panting like dogs at him screaming Oohs and Awes at how mesmerizing and swaggarific he looked on those 22 inch Chrome rims.