Before we delve into matters, we need to handle some house cleaning first and explain to our readers how this blog works. There are two authors on this blog and there will be a post once a week every Friday.
Quote: Everybody calls himself a friend, but only a fool relies on it; nothing is commoner than the name, nothing rarer than the thing".
There is an old African proverb that says "This Life is Just a Pot of Beans". Ok I lie, there is no proverb that says that but there should have been one because that proverb is so apt. I'm still undecided on whether what I'm about to write on is appropriate for a blog post but I will let you wonderful readers decide.
I got an invite this past week from an "old friend" inviting me to his wedding. Normally I would be excited for my nigga, but this nigga had committed one of the seven deadly sins in the Guy Code Rulebook. See this nigga right here had slept with my ex-girlfriend behind my back and man I wish I could say it didn't bother me. I mean she was my ex, who ever she decided to sleep with is her business innit? But fam, a homie who would sleep with your ex would sleep with your wife. How did I find out? Said ex called me sometime in September of last year to meet up with her and talk, because she was going through somethings and she needed a "friend" who she could rely on. Mind you, we had been broken up for over 3 months and I didn't feel like there was any "resentment". The breakup had been watchamacallit "cordial". I mean nobody died or went to prison so that's my definition of cordial.
Being a great "friend" I drove to her place to see what was up with madam. In my head, I assumed she wanted to talk about the family problems she was going through, but alas the story turned into "I feel that guys have been playing me for a fool recently". Light bulbs immediately started going off in my head, I asked madam "please what do you mean?". She said, 'my friends think that you played me for a fool and I feel like the recent guy that I messed with also played me for a fool'. In my head I was like 'Lord please tell me this girl ain't make me drive 30 miles and spend $40 on gas in this economy to tell me she slept with another nigga. Lord please tell me this ain't so". Chick proceeded to drop the bombshell that she had slept with "said homie" and that she did it to prove that she wasn't a fool. What she told me next makes me laugh till this day. She said "When I asked homie is he your friend, he told me. I only play Fifa with Yours Truly from time to time". LMAO!!. Yo, ur homies be like "I don't know that nigga. I only play Fifa with that nigga from time to time". Now it is important to give a brief history of how niggaz been betraying their homies over the centuries. Peter denied Jesus and when asked how close he and Jesus were, he replied 'we only play Ludo from time to time'. If Jesus can be denied, how much more a mere human being like myself.
What bothered man pikin most about this whole thing was, the entire summer this nigga had been over at my place and we had hung out and he never once mentioned the fact that he had slept with my ex. So the entire time, this nigga was enjoying my air conditioning, playing my video games, enjoying my motherfucking hospitality and thinking to himself "i fucked his ex, HEONO". *This life really a pot of beans bruh* I wondered whether to take this development as Karma because I had hooked up with a girl who one of my friends had "feelings" for behind his back and I never considered it as trifling because said friend was already in a relationship with another girl when I hooked up with the other girl he had feelings for. I don't know what the guy code rulebook says about that, any enlightenment on that will be appreciated.
Back to the matter tho, to the said wedding invite. To be honest, when I got the invite my first thought was "Fuck that nigga. Fuck his woman. Fuck his Wedding. Fuck everybody who attend that trifling ass nigga wedding. Fuck his wedding cake. Fuck his caterer. Fuck his priest *Uncle Ruckus Voice*. Clearly, I couldn't respond to a nigga wedding invite with this initial thought, I'm an adult now. I can't be saying the first thing that pops in my head, but there's no crime in thinking them and putting them on a blog though.
In conclusion, some of you have had something similar happen to you, whether it was a boyfriend cheating on you with a woman you knew, a girlfriend cheating on you with a best friend. Or somebody really betraying your trust in a fucked up way. What would you do if one of those people sent you a wedding invite? I guess Jesus did say we should turn the other cheek when we've been hurt ya know? Be the bigger person, let go and let God is what somepeople will say. At some point in life you have to forgive people for the hurt and betrayal they've put you through and attend their wedding since your supposed to be happy for them blah blah blah blah blah. You know what, fuck that nigga life, fuck that nigga wedding, fuck that nigga wife, fuck that nigga kids, fuck that nigga Honeymoon, fuck that nigga future anniversary, fuck that nigga wedding invite, fuck that nigga wedding cake, fuck that nigga wife bouquet, i hope somebody spill red wine on his wife white wedding dress". I really should end this post on a positive note but I gotta go play Fifa.
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