No, You Hang Up!!

I miss you babes
Miss you more boo
Nooo, miss you much more
Ha! miss you more babes..


          Sunken spirits, suddenly lifted
          The simple reason being that..
          I got a text message
          And it was from You
          I know I've missed You
          I know You've missed me
          I feel the need to say it
          You feel the need to say it
          ... but why more than once? ha!
          ... Wait for it ...
          ... Wait for it ...
          ... Its coming ...
          RING RING ... Do you hear your phone ring?
          Hiiiiii!!!!!!!!!
                .
                .
                .
                              My guilty pleasure
                              That's what You are
                              Addicted to You
                              That's what I am
                              I cannot find the words to explain it
                              Yet I can talk to You about Anything
                              Everything ... I just can't stop talking
                              Nothing ... The silence is comforting
                              Hmm... call it a sorry excuse to be lazy
                              To do nothing else but talk to You
                              Should I feel guilty?
                              Or should it just be pleasure .. without the guilt


Gotta go now, Bye hun!
Okay dearie, Bye Bye!
Byeee .... kisses ... 
:-) Bearhugs ... 
Byeeee
Ok, you hang up
No, you hang up
No, you hang up
I don't want to
Miss you, babes
Wish you were here!!
Aww, me toooo ....
I want to see your face
SKYPE or ICHAT?



      OH HEAVENS, SOME ONE CONTROL THESE PEEPS!!! I'M DISCOMBOBULATED!!
      Inspired by my redoubtable friend.

Warm Fuzzy feelings

Warm fuzzy feelings
Creeping up my tummy
Yum...yummy gummy bear
I'm giggling like a school girl
I'm laughing and I just can't help it
Its those warm fuzzy feelings
That I feel when I look at you
But only when I'm Intoxicated
Intoxicated goggles looking at you


           ~ For the squad, and the things we've seen and heard.

Fiscally Fit

I walk into the room

I am greeted by your bitter sneer

You do not bother to utter a word

You despise me

I can see it in your sunken eyes

Your eyes tell stories

Stories of hunger, pain, and poverty

I can see it in your Rawlings Chain

In your bad complexion

And again in your eyes that burn with fury

How you despise me

You look at my pot belly

And snort

If you had the chance

You would dice me into a million pieces

For in your eyes

I have ripped you off

I have made bad decisions

And taken many risks

Now you are unemployed

With no hope for the future

I see it differently though

I was only being logical

A utility maximizing individual

In a capitalistic world

I call it my empire

You call it the International Bank of Idiots

I call it my government

You call it the Banana Republic

Its unfortunate you don't have in hiding

A stash on the Cayman Islands

Its unfortunate you cannot pay your loans

But please do not sneer at me

Or lynch me because i put your life in Peril

Certainly I do not appreciate your comments

Those nasty words

The name-calling

And the 'character defamation'

Saying I made-off with your money

Even my pot belly has had its fair share

Of your venomous tongue

I may not be physically fit

But certainly I am 'fiscally fit'

And that's more than I can say for you

So why don't you crack a smile

And let us pray for a stimulus

You need a job

And I need my bonus.

Oi Mate! I'm broke bloke!

Hustle and Bustle

In a city that's not mine

Up and down

A stranger in a costly city

I'm broke

Oh so broke

So tonight I hit the bars

Maybe I'll find for myself

A bloke

Oh a bloke

To put some sugar

In those empty pockets

Disclaimer - I'm in bed oh, please I am not going anywhere.

5 randomly random things I thought about today as I was being my random self randomly on the train

1. Why would any man allow himself to have blue balls. If your move really really doesn't sauce, why the hell won't you just masturbate? Yes, that was quite random, but I really want to know. Please explain if you wish. I want to know the mechanics.

2. I was on the train with two other men, both looking shady as ever. One of them was smoking on the train! The other just reeked of alcohol. I thought to myself, "Why the hell is this inconsiderate mofo smoking on the train. Please Massa, if you want to die, please die alone! Selfish fool. Why can't you be like the alcoholic over there and die alone? Why do you want to kill me with your second-hand smoke! Please, if you want to commit suicide do it responsibly. DRINK, DON'T SMOKE!" Yes, those were my thoughts. I was greatly peeved. Smoking in public is not right. Smoke in your room and die alone!

3. I switched trains. I was going to the last stop, so at some point the train was completely empty except for me and some other guy. The guy looked like a killer! Sorry murderer/ rapist/ everything bad. I thought to myself, "What will I do if this guy decides to rape me right here and now? Well, I can bite him, but really, thats it! So God please do not allow this big black shady looking guy to find me remotely attractive, Thank You". The very sad truth is, if home boy was some smallish Asian sitting at that corner, I would have found no need to say this prayer . Why would I think of the little Asian as a harmless creature when he can probably karate-kick my butt and steal my wallet...but noooo, I wouldn't have thought of anything like that (This is a hypothetical situation. Not all Asians are smallish and not all Asians can kick karate ass or steal wallets). Basically, the dude in the train was a threat because he was big, black, ugly and had a frown on his face. Not cool on my part, but chale, I was freaking out.

4. I was listening to 'Chocolate Legs' by Eric Benet (on repeat, because its a sexy song). Right after I had listened to 'Chocolate High' by India Arie, and I thought of another song, 'Brown Skin' by India Arie. I was wondering...Are there any songs about 'white skin', 'white legs', 'caucasian smile', 'caucasian summer's night'? I shall leave it at that.

5.  I need a bubble bath, a massage, a glass of wine, a bed and a prayer. Just so you know, I only got the bed and the prayer. I said the prayer myself, and I got a shower instead of a bubble bath :-( I'm still waiting for the massage. I don't think that is going to happen either. *sigh*

ps. I have actually met people who are more random than I am.

From Snore To Snog

Snore..

Silence..

Snore..

Oh will he be quiet already

Snore..

Silence..

Snore..

She wonders how she will endure the night

Snore..

Silence..

Snore..

To wake or not to wake him up?

Snore..

Silence..

Snore..

She rubs his back, maybe that will help

Sno--r--e

Silence..

Sno..

Wait she can't quite catch that

Was that a snore?

She feels him move a muscle

He turns and rubs her belly

Now tell me how a snore became a snog!

                  ~ For Banana Cupcake

Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the wayy...

Jingle bells

Jingle bells

I hear the sound of bells ringing

Santa Clause, bells a'toying

Jingle all the way

Oh dearest Santa, Do you need a hand?

It is quite possible

That i too can toy, even better than you can

So maybe, just maybe

You might want to give me the chance

And let me do the honors

The music may be sweeter

The music will be better

Jingle Bells

Jingle Bells

Christmas Time is 'ere!!!

~ For that lil' kid who can't wait for it to be christmas, and thinks he/she can be Santa for a day....too cute!

'Enah eyeh dien'

I am walking my way

I am thinking about myself

Frisking my hair as I go along

Yeah, I am looking quite African

With my braids and my 'ahenemaa'

But no no no no, it does not give you the right

To yell 'ssss...ssss...'

Yeah, you hear me talk on the phone with my Ghana accent

I may have said 'wo dieh flashy me, m'efreh wo'

But no no noooo, it doesn't mean you can come and make conversation

Yeah, you may have heard some one say 'Edem'

But why does that prompt you to speak 'Ewe' with me

Ah!

I can understand that in a strange land you find solace in your 'country person'

But Massa, i don't know you like that

Just because we are two Ghanaians in Maryland, Chicago or Miami

Does not automatically mean I must marry you and have your nappy headed babies

So i am walking in the african store

Eheh, I have picked up some kenkey and waakye leaves

I am talking to my friend in English

Please what makes you think you can ask me silly questions

'Baaba dun speak Twi?'

'Yes Baaba dun speak Twi.' 'Enah eyeh dien?'

Please why are you cutting the line

I beg, leave dem old man tins where you came from

Cos the last time i checked, i was here first

Or you think you are the only one who has things to do

So please please, i beg..just because I am from the GH, doesn't mean we are BFFs

Thank You

'Rude Gyal' Disclaimer:

I'm not trying to be rude. I'm a really nice person, but i really find it frustrating when other Ghanaians expect that we should be best friends simply because we are both from Ghana. Or when people assume that because I am wearing a Ghana shirt, i MUST speak Twi. I already told you, I hate it when people assume stuff. I'll be nice to you and all, but i still think its funny and someway. Oh well .... I love love love me some Ghanaians though! Even if I wasn't full Ghanaian, born and raised, I'll still love Ghanaians...lol, 'cos we are just too BIGGIN!!! TOO MEEECCCCHHHH!!!!!' :-)

~ For the F&M CREW and everyone who visited this summer. 

                            'We are just too BIGGIN. You dun need to be told about that'.

Tongue-Lip Tango

A temptation, indeed it is

A call to the forbidden dance

To yield or not to yield

The tune is calling

Rise to the occasion, I shall

For the invite is hard to resist

The silence speaks volumes

A dance we both want to share

So you take the lead

Lips part

Tongues tango

A good dancer, you sure are

So the dance goes on

But Alas, I have cheated you

I'm in control

That lower lip is mine for this dance

        ~ For rabbit

Life, Lemons, Pineapples

Life was all fine and dandy

Till the gods played a bad one on me

Life was all gravy

Till it handed me dem lemons

What to do?

What to do?

'Make lemonade!', someone shouted

'Ask for tequilla and salt!', I heard

'Lemon and honey. Good for the throat!'

I don't particularly like lemonade

I gave up drinking a long time ago

And i had no cough

I still pondered upon my predicament

Dem lemons were beginning to get on my nerves

So i dug a hole and buried them

Took my hoe

And went a-digging for pineapples

Now i'm lounging on my veranda

Admiring my bougainvillea

And sipping on some pineapple juice

mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm

IT IS MAGICAL!!!

~ For Midgiechic & all those 'under construction' :-)

It's The Thought That Counts

How many times have we heard the phrase "It's the thought that counts". For awhile i have been wondering if it is really 'the thought' that counts. Shouldn't we be saying something like 'I appreciate the thought' or 'That was a nice thought'? People try to do the right thing, or try to do nice things to other people. They obviously have good intentions and the end result is supposed to be worth the effort. However, when that backfires, how can we honestly say that it is the 'thought' that counts? Shouldn't it be the 'end result' that counts? Let's look at a few hypothetical situations.

- You wake up in the morning feeling like "I got a feeling..that tonight's gonna be a good night, that tonight's gonna be a good good night...". You plan on praying, having some one on one time with the G.O.D, but something comes up and you don't. Is it really the thought that counts? (Luckily God is just a merciful God. It doesn't change the fact that prayer is important though). If your day .. and night doesn't go as planned, will go back and say "Oh, i planned on praying and then something came up." Don't you usually go like "Shoot, i should have prayed this morning"?

- Its your friends birthday. You want her to love your gift. You buy her an I-Phone. She receives the gift. She hates it  (You see, she is into Blackberries) .. or her boyfriend also got her an I-Phone. Obviously she'll keep the I-Phone her boyfriend gave her, who knows what she's gonna do with yours. Its the 'thought' the 'counts' right? 

- This is going to raise a few eye-brows but whatever, I am making a point. You have this girlfriend, wife, cuddy buddy, whatever... you plan on giving her the best head ever. In fact she expects the best head ever. Now, one would think that would be a 'sure banker' way to an orgasm for her. You fail miserably. She doesn't even come close to cuming. She is cranky for the rest of the week.....but ofcourse its the thought that counts, right?

- You see an old lady about to cross the street. You also so a bus coming at her at full speed, ok. You try to shout, to alert her, forgetting you have a bad sore throat and have lost your voice. Obviously, you try to scream, but that just doesn't happen. Home girl down! Yes you will go home thinking it was the thought that counts? On her way to heaven or hell, she will be thinking it will be giving credit to your thoughts?

- You have an interview at 2 p.m. For some reason you will not be able to make it. You plan on calling to reschedule. You forget. In this recession! Yes, go and tell them that its the thought that counts.

Ok, i'm tired of typing out examples. As i was saying, I am not quite sure about the expression "It is the thought that counts". Sometimes we must give others credit for attempting to do something, whether it actually turned out well or not, whether that was what you expected or not. Where do we draw the line though. Why do we always try to give credit where credit is not due. I understand that some people have genuinely good intentions. They simply can't deliver. We must appreciate them still, because they were nice enough to even make the attempt. However should we say 'It's the thought that counts'? I guess when people say that, they are really just showing appreciation (and you do deserve that) ... but I personally think its the end product that makes all the difference. I appreciate the thought, ofcourse, and i love you for it..... it counts for something, my friendship.. but does it count for my trust.. if i was dying would i call you? ..when i know they most often than not, backfire? your thoughts would kill me!

Just something to think about..

Just a poor soul

I've been told that I'm quite the heartbreaker

In fact some have called me just plain and unadulterated evil

Well I beg to differ!

That's quite harsh don't you think?

I'm just a wandering soul looking for some extra-curricular activities

A little grinding here and there

A little groping here and there

Maybe if i get lucky i will make a home run

But really just a kiss will do just fine

Actually, I'm feeling quite lucky tonight

No strings attached, no commitments

You call me your love, I call you my cuddy buddy

Don't get it twisted love is a beautiful thing

You love only one

I choose to love many

You saw another who claims I'm hers?

FYI, That's Anthony's wife!

I should look into your eyes and tell you the truth?

I'll tell you the truth alright

Truth is relative

Fine! I'll be honest

And while I'm at it, i'll say I'm sorry

So it seems we're back on track

Then you just had to bring that friend over

Options, options, how I love them!

Now I contemplate

Now I scheme

But don't blame me

For I'm only a poor soul looking for variety :-)

*** For my one and only, apple of my eye, simpOl dimpOl ..aka. I wish I could x0x0 every girl in the world. We are still getting married when I'm 30!! lol

Do You Feel Special?

Okay someone dared me to put this up, so i have! (Borla, have u seen?) Please no one should judge me :-)

Sometimes i really really need to pee but i hold it in 

Because i want to keep talking to you

Because those conversations are so fascinating

You challenge me

You make me smile

You make me LOL like its nobody's business

You play with my mind

I play with yours

We argue

We agree 

We discuss

We plan

We LOL again and again

Oh wink at me one more time

Smiley Face!

Oh where did you get that cool emoticon?

I can't seem to get away from my laptop

I wish i could type one more word

But i really really need to pee

BRB!!!!

~ For Mr. Baker & Mr. Borla

Mind your own!!

I can't even count the number of times i have heard..

- A short person laugh at someone fat, forgetting that they could use an inch or two.

- A fat person laugh at someone short, forgetting that they may need a gym membership.

- A skinny person laugh at someone fat, forgetting that they themselves need a Happy Meal.

I once heard someone with a big nose laughing at another's huge lips.

What is wrong with the human race?

Who gave anybody the right to judge another's body type?

What sort of ignorance is that? What expired weed do you smoke?

So far as i am concerned, unless you look out of this world gorgeous, you have absolutely no right to laugh at anyone else! Considering the FACT that no one is perfect, you might want to rethink the whole 'i'm childish and bored so lemme laugh at someone today' mindset. It will not get you far in life. 

Maybe he likes his women with a little cushion for the pushing. Maybe he likes the petit and portable. Maybe i like my men compact. Maybe i like them tall and skinny. Bones turn me on, leave me be! Maybe i like juicy fat lips, it makes for the perfect snog (Hi Beyonce!!). Yes, he likes his girls with cup A minus. He is a mini sipper. Allow him to function and mind your own!!

Koforidua Flowers

Flat ironed hair

Painted faces

Sexy outfits

Looking in the mirror..

"Damn! that's hot!"

Hop in the ride

Play that 'club mix' ever so loudly

Prepping for an amazing night

Off to the club they go..

Show stoppers

Turning heads

Ordering drinks

Music plays

Tapping feet

Sitting majestically on their high horses

Waiting for 'Mr. Right' to ask them to dance

Wilt away my dear Koforidua flowers

I am going to dance!