Skita i det blå skåpet

Listen fellow people ’cause I’ve got something to tell
I was at this club, right, it was bad as hell
I met this booty lady, she looked sharper than an eye
I didn’t know by then she’d mess up my life
I said you’ve got to join me, where ever I may roll
We jumped into a cab and headed for my home
Well inside my room she worked on my erection
All kind of drunk, horny, sloppy with protection
One month later she calls me one day
Telling me her period is late

Will I be a young dad
Sit around in my flat with her
I don’t want to live that life
So I stick to what God prefer

Story number two, folks, listen to me rhyme
This girl was a Christian, damn she was fine
We dated for a month steady giving me a boner
But this dude Jesus really seemd to own her
One time, the preacher out of sight
Trying to make a move there but something wasn’t right
She said I want to marry, and kids is that so strange
Horny as a dog, I told her that could be arranged
One month later she calls me one day
Telling me her period is late

The essence of it all, folks, is about to pass my lips
Think twice before you grab a lovely pair of hips
Yet another thing that you need to bear in mind
Wear a gimmy head or life might just treat you unkind

/Hoffmaestro

Hemskt ändå hur det kan vara va? Jag skulle bli skitsur om nån bestämde att jag skulle bli mamma. Det är synd om dom små liven ibland. Lika det här med våldtäkter tänker jag... Kul tillvaro för den stackaren som har blivit anklagad för något sånt...och inte gjort det alltså. Ja, vi kan vara ganska jävliga vi kvinns också när vi sätter den sidan till.

Undra hur många det är som har skitit i det blå? En hel del skulle jag gissa.