Shame On A Brother 04.17.2013 D.G.

Good day my Brothers & Sisters! And if you're receiving this word in the night-hour, Good Evening.

Would everyone please reach beneath your seats; you will find your very own Hoe-In-Hand Guidebook... You're Welcome!

Today, I would like to read to you from the Book of the Bitch-Nukka:Chapter 6:Verse:22...

"She showed me things that I have never seen. She yearned for me to do things I have never known. The mere fusion of her words & tone in which she whispered upon my ear gripped my inner being. Although I was engaged, I knew from that very moment, I was in love this other woman."

I'm going to give ya'll a moment to let that set in a bit before I continue...

Now let us examine this bitch-nukka's testimony. I say let us examine him! And not judge him! Because none of us were born with the bitch-nukka-vaccine. We've all been bitten by the twat-bug once or twice, for the power that lies between a hoe's legs has been known to move mountains! And a hoe's vaginal courtroom grants immunity to no one! 

The story of Demarcus Taylor is one of a tortured soul. This fallen soldier once slaved to save paycheck after paycheck after paycheck to purchase the engagement ring of his woman's dreams. He slaved to save paycheck after paycheck after paycheck to purchase his woman's dream house. He slaved day & night for one reason and one reason only - to secure a bright & hopeful future with the woman whom he longed to be his wife... but "She" had other plans for him.

"She", being the hoe who watched from a distance. "She", being the predator who stalked her prey. "She", being the one who would be the ultimate downfall of what was supposed to be a match made in heaven. And it all started with a smile and a "Hi".

"Hi."

That's all it took! 

That's aaaallll it took to take Demarcus out of his tunnel vision. For years, all he cared about was his woman. For years, all he loved was his woman. For yeeeeaaars! all he could see was his woman, !UNTIL! the perfect hoe popped her hoe-ass-face in his tunnel of love - the perfect hoe, with her perfect eyes, and her perfect mouth engaged his loving soul with a single word... "Hi".

It is here that we are able to witness Demarcus' true strength. To say that he had been faithful & committed all those years would be the stretch of a lifetime. Those blessed with divine vision can see Demarcus clearly for the bitch-nukka he really is. It is impossible to call him a "good man" for this "good man" simply had not been tested!... HE SIMPLY!-HAD NOT!-BEEN TESTED!

The strength of a man can only be measured by the outcomes of his battles! And upon his first true test, he failed miserably! 

So let this be a lesson to my Sisters out there - you may claim you want a "good man"; you may claim you don't want a "ladies man"; you may claim to want someone who has always been "grounded" - but what you fail to realize is, that at the same time, you're claiming to want a man who has been "untested". And when the day comes for your "good man" to receive his test, you better pray to the Almighty Himself that he has his Night Vision Goggles on. And let thy spare no shred of honesty when I say - tis very rare for an untested man to be able to see a hoe for what she really is... for the way of the hoe is one of what? Strategy! Tragedy! and Disappointment!

To an untested man, a hoe's look is pleasurable; a hoe's scent is fulfilling; a hoe's touch is earth-shattering; a hoe's kiss is inspiring.... OOOOOHHHH! A hoe is a magical muthafucka!!! And to an untested man, she is one of a kind! 

But to a seasoned veteran in this war, like myself, a hoe ain't !NOTHIN! but another lost soul. And with aaaaaalll my God given strength, I shall look down upon the wicked eyes of a hoe and let it be known!! "Hey!!! I... See... You!"

And as today's word concludes, let us leave singing the words of our own Brother Dr. Andre Young (Click).

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A hoe ain't nothing but a lost soul, and it's time to bring them BACK to civility!!! 

Farewell & Stay Strong!

- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II