Category Archives: My F-ing Opinion

Black Celebrities Still Shivering In The Closet In 2014

Queen Latifah isn’t a lesbian. I think she’s bi. The world thinks she’s walking around the bedroom wearing a strap-on. I’m wrong? Does she need to announce her sexuality? Clearly, we all aren’t in agreement on what hers truly is, but most of us think she’s not straight. If she comes out, will something change? Why does the public perceive a right to a celebrity’s sexuality? What do these famous people owe us, especially black celebrities?


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No Love For The Fat Girl: Late Night Creeper

Don’t believe it when women say they don’t know why he only comes by, or she, is only allowed to come by in the hour of Cinderella’s curfew. Gurl, we all know why. He doesn’t value you being seen near his place during waking hours.


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Why #YOU Shouldn’t Be Eating Ass!

If I took you back 10 years ago,  no one would be there screaming they ate ass other than one or two dudes in a small group of what we thought back then were super freaks. People ate ass 10 years ago, 20 years ago, but in the most common situations, virtually no one was telling the public they ate ass. Today, everyone eats ass and they damn love it. I don’t believe that funky shit.  Yep, and I am going to leave that reference right there too.


I won’t leave any notes to the health risks of eating ass. You’re on here, I suspect you’re smart and know that any type of fucking poses a huge risk to your health and life. If your dumbass doesn’t, chile, gone. Leave this blog now.


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Snot And Sex. Stop, Or Keep Going? Eew?

It’s hayfever season. You’re sneezing every 2 seconds. Sometimes there’s dripping. Sometimes there are green chunks. All in all, your nose is a nasty tunnel of mucus, but your pussy is hot and the only thing to make you feel better is to cum. You go to your man. He says, “I’ll give you some”.  You lie on your back on the bed. He climbs on top. The stroke is making your orgasm climb, then all of a sudden…






You sneeze and a giant green booger shoots out of your mouth (yes, mouth!) into his open mouth, with accompanying yellow and white germ missiles. Should he stop, or he hasn’t finished his job yet? You have yet to cum?

It’s moments like these when you realize what kind of freaky deak you are sleeping with. Mr. Drama screamed, “Hell Yes! Keep going. Remember that time you blew brown chunks out the other end and you couldn’t go on after you cleaned up? I wanted to.”



Just no. Boogeys in my mouth, and shit anywhere on my body, I’m stopping. Shit just got out hand.

As for the nasty bastard I have sex with, if the dick wasn’t so good and the stroke so deadly…

Funny, I have no problem doing this though.






Hold on. I gotta go cum.