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Thanksgiving with enemies.
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12-06-2016, 03:05 PM

It was Thanksgiving day here at the Talib residence, my residence, you know at my mothafuckin' spot, my mothafuckin' Kingdom. Just wanted y'all to know that, to understand that before we go any further. Now this day has been crazy as shit all day and we ain't even prepare the food yet. Now I got everybody sliding through coming to my domain - from my pop David, my mother Lana, my little brother Miles and so on. You know black families get down for Thanksgiving and it's no different over here at my spot. We in Miami, my nigga. Beautiful woman by my side cooking up that good shit, beautiful view, beautiful weather here in late November, shit I might go out for a swim myself. Besides all that the time is about 3:30, everybody just know showing up, the bum ass Lions and Vikings are on right now with their own rendition of "football" (game is ass) we all just waiting for the main course which is those damn racial slurs from Washington coming to big D to get that ass tapped by my Cowboys.

So I hear the doorbell, I tell my doorman Oscar to go get it but this mothafucka is senile like shit. Or got early stages of dementia, one of them. He acts like he doesn't hear the shit which just makes me wanna put my foot in his geriatric ass. He lucky he's a longtime family friend and a mentor to me or he would've been dusted, ya hear me.


"I mean, damn, Oscar, you don't hear that shit? Do I gotta pop ya old ass some peroxide in your ears or some'n? Shit, man you don't see me watching the game? Go get that!

"Hey now, just 'cause I'm old don't mean I still won't buss ya upside ya head now. Watch who you're talkin' too youngblood before I embarrass you in front of yo' ol' lady there.

My ol' lady Lisa in the kitchen preparing her famous baked Mac n Cheese had a nice little laugh as Oscar old ass was biting the hand that feeds him his pills.

DINGGGGG DONGGGGG!!!!



"Oh that shit funny huh bae? Boy if you don't shut the fuck up and get that door, before you'll be back to pumping gas just like back in yo' youth - however long ago that was. Nigga you was alive when Abe Lincoln first freed the slaves. Shit you was probably one of them!"

So as he goes to open the door all I hear next is what sounds like my loud as pops. Sure enough it's him as I can hear him and Oscar shooting the shit from the den. As the game goes to a commercial I get up, damn near drop my weed in the process which would've pissed me off to no end- walk over to the door to embrace my pop and see a surprise that I surely wasn't ready for..

"Damn pop, ya loud ass damn near made me drop my weed. That would've been you and Oscar's old asses. Causing all that damn commotion and shit for nothing, you know I get neighbors. Ay' pop who is this though?"

Shit between you and me she was looking good as shit. Nice little slim thick thing he had on his arm, couldn't be any older than 25. Nice long red hair, touching her ass. Nice gold dress straight out of the Cleopatra Jones catalog showing off her frame expertly. Damn I gotta catch myself before I fuck around and do some dumb shit while my ol' lady in here. But damn she giving my that eye too, I know Pop's ain't tagging that right. I shake my head and revert my eyes away from her to him as he gets ready to answer my question.

"Oh her? Son this right here... is Honey. She look good don't she?"

"Hell yeah. Where you find her at? Shit I ain't know you was on that Sugar Daddy route now? Damn pussy done dried up that bad that you had to start paying for it huh?"

"Now watch your mouth. You ain't too old that get ya head split open by yo' old man. I still got it in me, ain't that right Honey?"

I look at her, licking my lips, then turn back to him then back to her as she speaks.

"Honey. That's the name. I gotta say.. you looking real good over there.. that's your son?

"Yeah I'm his son. I thank you for that.. he knows he don't look better than me though but we ain't gonna talk about that. Right pop?

You gotta see the expression on this guy face! He was sick as shit! Honey basically eye fucking me and shit and I ain't gonna lie to you I was eye fucking her back. This bitch look good as shit, you don't even dig it! But man, I got my ol' lady in there but this jawn? I feel like she gonna try some wild shit and fuck up the whole night. I turn to my pop who still has the [Image: childplease.png] look on his face.

"Fuck outta here. Shit nigga you gonna let us in or what? Ya pop over here starving and you wanna be sitting here bullshittin'. Move nigga."

[Image: QbadP.png] He's mad as shit! I should just flirt with his bitch all night and rub it in his face but for two reasons I can't do that. Number one because fucking with his jealous ass and my trolling ass we'd be out here rumbling in the middle of the living room on Thanksgiving day. Number two because my ol' lady would kick my ass. I don't want no troubles with her. Anyway we all walk in the house and from the rip I see my shorty glaring right at Honey. "Oh hell no!" That's what she's saying right now in her mind. I know that because I'm part psychic. Fuck with me. Before shit can even hit the fan I introduce everybody.

"Aight so it goes like this; Pop you already know my ol lady Lisa and everything like that. This here is Honey.. Pop's girl. Honey. Lisa. Lisa. Honey. Now wassup with the food! A nigga starving like Marvin!"

I could feel my baby Lisa's eyes all over me. She ain't playing no games either, she ready to kick my ass if I try some fly shit with Honey. Honey. Got damn this bitch is bad as shit! [Image: noah.png] By the grace of the Lord himself can I keep my hands of her. Maybe she down for a threesome perhaps? [Image: smilies] Shit that might be the only way I get me some of that Honey.

"Food will be done soon, honey. Come here. I wanna talk to you real quick."

Oh shit. [Image: merchant.png]

[Image: dame2.png] Huh? Who me?

"Huh? Yeah you nicca. Come here.. I have to tell you something. Come close.."

So I reluctantly walk over to her like a little kid with a bad report card because I know what's about to happen. I then take my lighter out and light my dutch while walking over to her. I see my Pop looking at me smirking because he ain't stupid. He been through this before, he knows what it's like to be called out by your lady. He knows that look. I think he peeped the little tone in her voice when she said "honey". I flash him a quick look before shaking my head and taking a hit of my loud.

"Wassup babe? You wanna hit? This that good sh-"

"I don't want none of that shit. Nah nicca I see how you looking at that heffa' in there. Your father always bringing some hoe ass trick in here and then you get puppy eyes like you ain't ever seen a bad. itch before. Fuck is wrong with you?"

"Babe it ain't even like that.. I take another big hit of the green goddess thats all him. You know I luhhh you baby, I ain't worried about that woman. [Image: JgsPS.png]

"Yeah okay. You embarrass me or yourself tonight and you gonna luhhh me whoppin your ass. Think it's a game if you want to."

"Damn okay Mom! Watch ya mouth before shit get hectic out here. Facts. You know how I get down [Image: mynicca1.png]
."


"Okay keep playing around."

"Damn boy, pass that shit! Ya old man want to touch the sky too. Gotta get in my element so Honey here can get a taste of this black beatle, ya hear me?"

[Image: what.png] Smh. This dude here. Knowing damn well after his food and this loud his fat ass gonna be passed out on that couch and Imma have Honey in the bathroom hanging on the shower pole on some porno shit. Haaaa let me stop though. I pass him the dutch as I give a quick look at Honey then at the TV then back at him.

"Yo Pop so when is the last time you heard from Momdukes?"

*damn near choking to death at either the question or the loud. I say it's both...* "Damn boy.. nah I haven't heard from that woman in a while. Last I heard she was in Paris with some French fry ass nigga. I don't know. This loud good though [Image: full?d=1480047040]
."


"Yeah I know so pass that shit then so I can have some more, man. [Image: francis.png] Some French dude huh? She went from Lucious Lyon to Tony Parker? That's that ether that'll make ya soul burn slow. You mad as hell ain't you?"

"Boy fuck out of here. What am I mad for? I got good money. I got good health. I got good loud and I got a good woman on my arm right now. I dare her to show her face today with that.. what do French people eat? Shit.. fuck it he's forever french fry from now on. I dare her to show her face with dude today. Fuck his dumbass up and yours you keep talking that bullshit. Think it's a game."

DINGGGGG DONGGGGG!!!!

"Grab that Oscar. You talk a good game Pop but we gonna see.."

"Hold up, huh?"

"Master David. Your Mother Madame Maria. And her..

"My man. Francois. Hey baby!

At that moment everything stopped. It was like fucking Clockstoppers or some shit. I aint even know she was coming. Oh this Thanksgiving is about to be bonkers!

"Mama? [Image: mjgrin.png]

"Maria? Hold up.. Francois..? [Image: ac26b5cd42b167200413e34df2411b7f.png?t=1471891544]

TBC.

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