Is It Cool To Be Cool With The Fool You Cheated With?

Disclaimer: Spoilers, bruh. Don’t say I didn’t warn you, fam.

So, let me paint a quick picture here, son. Ok, Man A and Woman A are in a relationship. Man A cheats on Woman A with Woman B. Woman A decides to call off the relationship because of the infidelity. Is it now cool for Man A to be friends with Woman B? Now, in my opinion, anyone with a brain would say “hell fucking no!” With that being said, I’m not sure why some women are cool with Issa being friends with Daniel on Insecure. I mean, if the genders were reversed, I’m pretty sure folks would be crying bloody murder, fam.

Now, at this point, anyone who watches this show knows what’s going on, man. Last season, Issa cheated on Lawrence with Daniel. This season, Lawrence said “fuck it” to the relationship and got his own apartment. However; during the latest episode, we see Issa at a day party chopping it up with Daniel. Granted, their interaction is awkward as fuck in the beginning, but by the end, they’re sitting and laughing next to each other at a diner. Man, what part of the game is that, son?

To be clear, I’m well aware of the fact that Issa is technically single now. However; why would she want to be around the person that ruined her relationship? A relationship she still wanted? Now, if Lawrence decided to come back around, does anyone think he’d be thrilled to hear about the company she’s kept? Yes, I know she’s now free to smash anyone, but principle is a motherfucker, man. Some people are just off limits, son. Daniel happens to be one of those people.

Ultimately, I don’t care if people are “Team Issa” or “Team Lawrence.” I would say the same exact thing if Lawrence was the one in Issa’s shoes. Look, it’s simply not cool for someone to be cool with the fool they cheated with. Shit, I know damn well my wife would murder me if I did some tomfoolery like that. Murder me AND frame the other woman, son. Needless to say, I don’t want no smoke, fam. That is all. LC out.

A Letter To Trump: The Hate ‘On Many Sides’

Dear Donald Trump,

You’ve really dropped the ball on this one, man. I mean, you drop the ball on most things, but you’ve really missed an opportunity here. For someone who claims to be “tough,” your inability to condemn White Supremacists is cowardly at best. Nazi/Ku Klux Klan enthusiasts took over Charlottesville, Virginia and you couldn’t even mention them by name. Instead, you spoke of imaginary hate “on many sides.” All I want to know is, when will you stop cozing up to the bigots who put you in office?

Now, to be clear, racists helped put you in office. Don’t believe me? Just ask David Duke. The former Imperial Wizard of the KKK said as much when he attacked you on Twitter. He was upset that you spoke against the Unite the Right rally, claiming that they’re just fulfilling your vision. Wait, let me say that again, son. The former leader of the KKK believes that the alt-right is fulfilling YOUR vision. At this point, I don’t give a fuck if you believe that you’re racist or not. All you need to know is, racists believe in YOUR message. Frankly, it empowers them to take their bigotry to the streets.

With all of that being said, let’s examine how you’ve handled this situation. After counter-protesters took to the streets to confront your swastika-wearing/Confederate flag-waving supporters, James Alex Fields decided to spring into action. To further the White Nationalist agenda, Fields took his car and plowed into a group of counter-protesters. In the process, he injured 19 people and killed Heather Heyer. Now, after ALL of that, you STILL couldn’t bring yourself to condemn White Supremacists. My God, you’re a fucking disgusting human being, man!

On the real, I’m glad that even Republicans are calling you out on your bullshit. Look, this isn’t the time to pussyfoot on this issue, man. Bruh, it’s so easy for you to call EVERYTHING Radical Islamic Terrorism, but you can’t say a word about domestic terrorism. The fact of the matter is, homegrown terrorists are WAY more dangerous to American citizens than ISIS and al-Qaeda combined! But, here you are, still pandering to your racist ass base instead of comforting the country. All in all, it seems as if bipartisanship knows no bounds, son.

In the end, fuck you, bruh! You’re one of the worst things that’s ever happened to this country, and that’s saying a lot. Keeping it a buck, the current climate of the United States rests squarely on your shoulders. Shit, your rhetoric gave them the platform to rise up. By and by, there aren’t “many sides” here. A White Supremacist murdered a woman and you’re too much of a bitch to admit it. Ultimately, this is exactly what you’re not my President.

Sincerely,

A man who legitimately hates everything about you

The ‘Hot Water Challenge’ Needs To Stop!

Ok, can I put my dad pants on for a second? So, the other day, my wife and I had a conversation with our oldest son about the “Hot Water Challenge.” This came after we heard about what happened to 8-year-old Ki’ari Pope in Florida. Apparently, her cousin dared her to drink boiling water through a straw. From there, Pope burned her throat, got a tracheotomy, but still eventually died from respiratory issues. On the real, the fact that this little girl was only one year older than my son shook me to my core.

To make matters worse, Pope hasn’t been the only child to suffer from this outlandish challenge. More and more stories are popping up about kids doing serious damage to themselves. For instance, back in July, 10-year-old Wesley Smith of North Carolina received third degree burns after he and his stepbrother tried to get in on the movement. It seems as if they got the idea from YouTube videos. In another case, right here in the Bronx, the friends of 11-year-old Jamoneisha Merritt poured boiling water on her face while she slept. Needless to say, her face has been ravaged, man.

Now, some people may be thinking “what’s wrong with these kids?” But remember, most children have no common sense, son. Like, I did TONS of stupid shit when I was a child. For example, who told me it was a good idea to backflip off of the top of a swing, man? On the real, I’m lucky that I got out of there with only a sprained ankle. With that being said, kids feel like they’re invincible and it leads them to doing all manners of tomfoolery, fam. In any case, we as parents need to reinforce the risks of dangerous actions to our children, bruh.

In the end, even though I think this challenge is beyond dumb, I can’t really fault the kids, son. Keeping it a buck, I can’t fault the adults either, man. The fact of the matter is, being a parent is a lot of trial and error, bruh. The sad part is, in some cases, it takes tragedy for young people to learn. All I know is, as of right now, we need to tell our kids to stay far, far, faaaar away from the “Hot Water Challenge.” That is all. LC out.

Thick Rihanna Is The GOAT!

Disclaimer: This post is an unabashed Rihanna love fest. Haters will be handled with swift and vengeful justice.

So, let me keep it a buck, son. I was in love with the Rihanna in the first picture. I was in love with the Rihanna in the second picture. I was also in love with the Rihanna in the third picture. However; the Rihanna in that fourth picture can’t be measured by Earthly science or mathematics, man. I mean, Thick Rihanna is the greatest all of time, fam. Hands down. Frankly, I don’t want to hear any debates, people. Let’s just all praise whatever food Ms. Fenty has been eating, bruh.

Now, for those who missed it, BarbadosCrop Over festival just went down. As a man who’s half Bajan and half Vincentian, this festival means a lot to my culture. With that being said, Rihanna, a born and bred Bajan, has always frequented the celebration. Meaning, she’s always been decked out in the finest of costumes. However; the way she looked this year made me make the Carmelo Anthony risk it all” face, son. Like, her newfound thickness is a sight for sore eyes, man. Shit, she almost made me forget that the American government is in shambles, fam.

To be fair, the internet has been talking about Rih Rih’s weight gain for a little while now. On the real, social media has debated whether she’s fine, fat or something in between. All I know is, fuck anybody who doesn’t appreciate what Robyn is blessing us with, son! Look, even Chris Brown rose up from the abyss to start liking pictures, man. Listen, the curves are just undeniable, folks. All in all, I can’t critique anything she’s doing, bruh.

In the end, there’s nothing else to be said, son. Let’s just all do a praise dance in honor of Thick Rihanna. Lastly, to the rest of my congregation, feel free to enjoy the pictures below. Thanks a lot, Baby JesusLC out.


Who’s Ready For Armageddon?

Look, let me get straight to the point, son. Something needs to be done about North Korea, man. All I know is, Kim Jong-un is out here wilin’, fam! On the real, this man seems hell bent on challenging America‘s nuclear capabilities. At this point, I don’t know what to make of this situation, bruh. I don’t know what Jong-un is going to try and I DAMN SURE don’t trust Donald Trump to make the right decision. All in all, if cooler heads don’t prevail, we may legitimately have a war on our hands, people.

Now, where should I start, son? Ok, so, North Korea is upping the ante with their missile tests, man. Apparently, they now have missiles powerful enough to reach American soil. From what I’ve read, there are only two factors preventing Jong-un from having a functioning nuclear weapon: a warhead strong enough to survive the heat of orbit and a reliable guidance system. Originally, American scientists thought North Korea could have a nuke by 2020. Now, they believe that they can achieve this feat by 2018. By and by, shit just got real, fam!

With all of that being said, what does Trump do? Threaten North Korea with “fire and fury.” According to President Orange, his plan is to hit Jong-un with power the likes of which “the world has never seen.” Keep in mind, the United States is the only nation to ever actually use a nuke. So, is Trump openly threatening another country with nuclear war? Bruh, someone come get this man! That can’t possibly be the first option, son. Listen, I’m all about a preemptive strike, but we can’t be out here just trading nukes with muhfuckas, man! Also, based on Jong-un’s “turn the US mainland into the theater of a nuclear war” response, this is exactly what he wants, fam!

In the end, all I want to know is, are there any bunkers in New York? I mean, at the rate this shit is headed, I need to find some shelter for my family, son. In addition, I should probably start stocking up on canned goods, man. Real talk, all of my Hispanic bredren better have that Goya on deck, bruh! Ultimately, it’s going to be a long armageddon, folks. LC out.

Let’s Talk About Quantasia Sharpton

So, let me get straight to the point, son. On the real, I don’t give a fuck if Quantasia Sharpton is big, man. Look, I’d bet money that a lot of dudes with the worst jokes have the most questionable history with sexual partners. With that being said, who cares if Usher Raymond has an affinity for big girls. In any case, instead of judging Sharpton for her weight, we should be talking about the idea that she may be a liar, fam. All in all, parts of her story ain’t adding up, bruh.

Now, for those who missed it, Sharpton is the first person to publicly sue Usher. She alleges that she met him at one of his concerts and had sex with him after the show. Anyway, despite the fact that she admits she doesn’t have herpes, she’s suing Usher for not disclosing his status. Shit, she even hired notable lawyer Lisa Bloom to make it real, son. Apparently, the shitshow has officially begun, man.

Moving on, this is where shit gets silly, fam. Outside of the fact that she doesn’t have herpes, her old Facebook and Twitter messages are starting to make noise. On Facebook, she recently claimed that she needed some money and then wrote “enjoying my last couple of hours as a regular girl.” Next thing we know, she’s holding a fucking press conference, bruh. To make matters worse, she’s previously accused August Alsina of fathering her child and even bragged about sleeping with Kirko Bangz. Man, this girl sounds like she’s just out here trying to finesse people, son.

Fam, what’s the real story here? Is this woman just looking for attention? I mean, if she’s lying, why would she even want this kind of energy around her? Frankly, she ain’t gonna get no money from fairy tales and all of her business is going to get exposed. From my vantage point, this looks like a stupid ass move, son. By and by, these five minutes of fame aren’t worth it, Quantasia.

In the end, Sharpton’s dress size is irrelevant, man. If a big girl isn’t a virgin, then that means someone is hitting it, son. Shit, let’s all grow up here, fam. The real story here is the potential lying that Sharpton may be doing. Ultimately, if she’s just trying to capitalize off of a bad situation, then she deserves to be dragged to the depths of social media hell, bruh. All I know is, this Usher shit just keeps on getting worse, folks. LC out.

Operation Get Up Off My A*s

Keeping it a buck, I’m already regretting this post as I write it, son. In any case, today is a new day for me, man. As of right now, I’ve decided to make a looooong overdue lifestyle change. Basically, it’s about time that I get my ass back in shape, fam. All I know is, I moved up in age yesterday and I should be doing better with my health. With that being said, this is the beginning of my road back to flyness, bruh. Here we go!

Now, I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t keep it all the way real. So, anyone who knows me knows that I’m married and a father of two. Anyway, I was in decent shape when I only had one kid. However; when my second youngin popped up, I fell allllllll the way off, son. For example, when my second child was born in 2014, I was 6’3″ and 220 pounds. Fast forward to 2016, I somehow ballooned to 265. Yeah, I know, son. I know.

Moving on, as I write this, I’ve already made it back down to 245. However; I still have a long way to go, son. On the real, food is my problem, man. I mean, I LOVE terrible food, fam. By and by, I’ve always been able to get away with my eating habits because I was an athlete growing up. But, once that adult life started to kick in, I no longer had the cheat code, bruh. I was able to skate by through most of my 20s, but I hit the wall in 2014.

So, here we are, fam. I’m finally getting back in the gym and doing what I need to do. Shout-out to my brother Kofi Ofori-Ansah and SOTBG for hitting me up with a program. From this point on, I’ll be giving updates on how all of this shit is going, y’all. Here goes nothing, fam!

In the end, if anyone else is on a “Get Up Off My Ass” type of journey, feel free to share any progress. On the real, that could definitely help keep me motivated, son. Let’s keep the proceedings proceeding, man. LC out.