FRIENDSHIP!

My Grand-Dad believed friendship with women, you were either 'hitting-that' or you are not... we shouldn't get it twisted! So i have kept a straight to the point attitude to pallying with the opposite sex.

I have never really been good at pretending about my feelings to women, that’s probably why a lot of them don’t like me very much. I go straight to the point with words like “ what’s the deal, my place or your place”. most times they hiss and walk away, while some times they simply say “ that will be ten thousand”... Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t take that at all, my final answer is always.. “what do you mean ten thousand.. How about five?”

Lets leave women and define friendship jare...before i talk myself into a black-eye.

Friendship has been defined over the centuries by a lot of people, if you ask me, I’d say to suit their selfish interests.

As defined by the dictionary, friend; a person you are fond of and trust.

 As defined by the good book, friend; anybody you come across in your journey through life is to be shown love and treated as a ‘friend’ so they can begin to see your religious beliefs as the true one.

As defined by the women, friend; anybody who compliments them on their hair, eyes, dress, swagger, and lends them things they don’t have, also tells them what their husbands or boyfriends have been up to.

As defined by men, friend; anybody who brings good business and hangs out in the same bars and clubs,  has a lot of pretty girls connected to them. Most importantly does not give up any information that will make their wives or girlfriends suspect they are being unfaithful.

 Friendship has many definitions according to what the person hereinafter referred to as “friend” has to offer.

I have had many friends over the years, some took a loan from me and never came back, while others got married.

Marriage is the fastest way to loose a best friend, at least when money comes between the two of you, you see why they are running away, with wives, you never quite get it. All you know is that you called up Alex that day and he muffled something that sounded like, “Nneka is in the bedroom, I’m in the bathroom, I’ll send you a text..”.

   ''Send me a text?'' This makes you begin to wonder if you guys were gay and his wife just found out about it. 

 I guess the mathematical-formula of friendship to women is ''Husband + Friend multiplied by hangout = WAYWARD''

Lets continue with 'friendship' later... need to pee