-By Jontae Grace
I love my queens, but I also love trashy women. The moral-less, thirsty, suck-and-kiss type of trash with green contact lenses and blond Yaki. I know you might be completely puzzled given the content that I write on My $0.02, but there is a side of my sexuality that can only be tightened up by a ratchet-ass slore of a woman. And ladies, there is a good chance that every guy you know feels this way to some degree.
But some of us have sense enough to leave worthless women in their place, and not give them a throne. The important thing to always remember is that that class of women are only good for one thing, and often prove to be more trouble than they are worth. Lately, we have witnessed the emergence of quasi-porn stars gaining popularity (and even making money) by oozing complete and utter hoe tendencies. On TV, in music and even your social circles, it seems to be a race to the bottom to see who can out-nasty each other. And they even seem to come out ahead fairly often. They get the attention, the men who have the money, and you get nothing but replacement batteries for Ol’ Faithful.
Many of you women compare yourselves to these rats, wondering what she does that you don’t do, what she has that you don’t have, which is tragic because you start with the assumption that she has something that you are lacking. After all, that must be the reason why a good man would be involved with her, right? Wrong. The truth is, men choose that type of woman precisely because she is not you. There are some things that we will say or do to a slore that we wouldn’t dream of doing with you. In the end, you have to choose what you want to be most valuable for. I don’t want to talk education reform to a chickenhead, nor would I stick my thumb in my girlfriend’s butt. See the difference? We value different women for different things, and you can’t be a man’s everything because many of our preferences contradict.
A loose woman is like a playstation, and you know what happens to toys after they’ve been played once too often: they eventually break, lose their appeal, or get replaced by a newer, younger version. Instead, strive to be Microsoft Office to a man’s life: hard to figure out, even harder to master, but priceless to the one who works to understand all of your features. Be the gift that keeps on giving, because a determined man can prosper even with Office ’97.
Sometimes I scroll through my friendslist and smile upon the sticky memories of a long-ago hit-and-run, wishing I could re-create history. Those lewd acts and perversities still make my inseam bulge. But in the end, the Kat Stacks types come and go, but Omarosa is still around winning. And while I may have exchanged below-the-belt selfies with the Karrine Steffans of the hood, I will always fall for your type.
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