Nothing better as knowing the bitch you're fckin' can fight. Everytime there's trouble you just keep hearing "did you just touch my men" "my men this, my men that" and then wigs and hands are throwing shit, and she's beating the daylight out of some dude, while telling you to just relax and watch. Afterwards she's cuddling you like some angel. That's the type of bitch the uke is. You break up with them, they will beat the living sperm out of you. They break up with you. Bra we would still see you in the hospital.
Nothing better as knowing the bitch you're fckin' can fight. Everytime there's trouble you just keep hearing "did you just touch my men" "my men this, my men that" and then wigs and hands are throwing shit, and she's beating the daylight out of some dude, while telling you to just relax and watch. Afterwards she's cuddling you like some angel. That's the type of bitch the uke is. You break up with them, they will beat the living sperm out of you. They break up with you. Bra we would still see you in the hospital.