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The Black Folk’s Guide to Summertime Cookouts
Summer is fast approaching and the weather is ripe for some outdoor cooking, and I’m sure before the Fall, you would have hosted or went to about a half dozen cookouts (barbecues). I’m also sure you will have plenty of stories to share from which drunk uncle acted up, who flipped the table over in spades, who ‘put their foot’ in the BBQ chicken, down to who dressed scantily clad. However there’s rules and levels to attending BBQ’s. So allow me to share some tips if you please to help you avoid being a bigger jerk than the chicken. Proper Cookout Etiquette (The Do’s) BRING SOMETHING OR ASK…
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Intimacy – Affordable Therapy for Broke Couples | Poem
Nothing else matters or exists I am alive, There At ease and the speed of life creeps to a stand still...There
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7 Spades Tips to Help You win More Games
You’re sitting at the table. The four of you looking around to see who wins. You glance at the score to see it’s deadlocked 240-240 (game to 300), and you need 6 books to score the victory. You look at your hand – 5 diamonds, 4 hearts, 3 clubs, and 1 spade. No aces. You look at your partner and he gives you that look with a slight nod. You’re confident you have a shot of winning. “All I got is one”, you announce. Your partner looks at the two opponents, you, his hand again, and bellows out, “I got 5 [books] and a possible”! Before you can blink, you lose 300-150.…
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The Undeniable Bond Between Woman and Man | Poem
Today’s featured guest post is brought to you by Miss. KK. Enjoy! Midnight Interlude Lying next to me, hearing you breathe Sets me at ease… I draw back the sheets to admire you, your masculinity Drawn to how different you are from me Your body calls, eliciting a sweet response in the form of kisses A silent conversation ensues between us two You reach for me My Adam, your Eve And smile Amazed by how your eyes are shrouded by the shadows of moonlight *Sigh* …I love you – Miss. KK Miss. KK considers herself a true southerner at heart with an undying love for all things glazed and covered…
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What do you Appreciate Most About the Person You’re With?
Taken from a brotha and a sista who found love for the first time in a long time. Imagine having had stumbled across one bad relationship after another. Having dealt with nothing but drama, infidelity, and just pure heartache especially after loving hard and giving your all to a person. Now you’ve finally come across ‘The One’ and you’ve found that elusive smile. Enjoy this poetic expression. ‘Why Do I Love Thee?’ Why do I love her? She makes me smile every day and keeps my stomach fed She satisfies all my needs when it’s time for bed She’s easy on the eyes and her voice soothes me If I were to step…
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11 Things Every Mature Man Should Have in his Home
So here you are. You’ve finally moved out of your folks home and got yourself a new pad. No more rules, curfews, answering to anyone (maybe the land lord). You don’t have to share anything, worry about where your things are or who has borrowed them. Nothing. While we are all somewhat dependent on the hackneyed idea of a house-warming, there should be things that you already should own or look into purchasing. So why not start with… 1. IRON This gadget has saved me many a time before going out. While sticking your pants under your mattress to flatten it out won’t do, you may also not have time to put…
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When the Fight Inside You is Bigger Than Your Fear | Poetry
You can punch me and you can kick me You can fool me and you can trick me But I still stand You can yell at me, you can curse at me You can throw all including the worst at me But I still stand You can chain me and you can whip me You can make me ‘runner-up-to-your-championship’ me But I still stand You can take away my aspirations and all my hopes You can have me feeling like I’m strung out on dope But I still stand You can take away all my jewels, my money and my cars You can leave me bruised, scratched, and full of…
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The One – What Your Parents Never Told you About Her | Poem
They say I am strong and unyielding with an emotional fortitude thats shielding, yet Her spirit weakens me. Armed with clarity and a firm grasp of reality, I navigate this unpredictable sea I call life, yet I constantly find myself lost in Her eyes. With every glance into the softly beckoning and disarmingly feminine dreamy windows of Her soul, she ensnares my spirit and catapults me into a dreamlike state of my own. Visions – of a future filled with memories, heartfelt “I Do’s” celebrated in ceremonies serenaded with songs of the innocence we long shed, but now welcome back into our lives as a testament of our love – consume me as I drift further into Her gaze.…
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A Look at the Struggles of a Young Black Man | Poetry
Everyday I wake up and feel so stressed Because I know today is going to be another huge mess Perhaps I should end it all and put myself to rest Perhaps an overdoes of pills or maybe a bullet to the chest I pray to God everyday hoping and waiting to be blessed I used to have a nice ride but that’s been repossessed On a daily basis my hair resembles a bird’s nest I only have one pair of shoes, I must confess I have lots of bills outstanding, but no money to pay them I can’t buy jewelry or fancy cars, all I can do is say them…
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10 Signs it’s Time to Move Into Your own Place
Aaaahhhh…here we are. You have reached adulthood and now the side eye-ing, innuendos, and sarcastic snarky comments start from the folks. You are now being monitored when you partake in food; your pockets are being watched to see if you’ll contribute to the bills, and you seemingly have to walk on eggshells being around your parents. Well, when those incidents take place you know it’s about that time. Now I understand people live at home with their parents should ‘father time’ get the absolute best of them (although your social and every other aspect of your life will dwindle considerably, but they’re your folks…right?!). I also acknowledge some may stay…
