"I know you ain't mad cause I ain't give you no dick."
"That was 9 days ago, fatss."
"Nigga I asked you for some last night."
"It's my dick; why can't I get it," she said, fussing like a child.
" you ain't neva had dick before, so what's all the fuss about."
"I want some D I C K."
"gimme some dick."
"Don't you have that funeral to prepare for?"
"Just tell me, why won't you gimme dick."
"Ion wanna rush into things fatss."
"Okay, I understand now. I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable or anything," she said before kissing my cheek.
"It's okay, fats, I promise," I said, then kissed her forehead.
"You sure?"
"Yea fats now cmon we have shit to do."
*3 hours later*
"We are gathered here today to mourn the loss of Jordan Jerome Black, otherwise known as JB; now we'll have the eulogy spoken by his mother Jessica Parker," the pastor said.
"I'm so bored", Jaelynn whined.
"I'm hungry as a bitch yoo."
"Would you two like to share what y'all talking about." some old ass lady said.
"First of all, granny, we inna church not school, and my mother can't even talk to me like that, so fuck outta here," jaelynn said, adjusting herself in her seat.
"Imma have to ask you to leave."
"No, not yet bitch"
*45 minutes later*
"It is now time for his body to be lowered into the hole."
Jaelynn walked over to the casket and pushed it off, making this nigga's body making his head roll away, and his body remained in the coffin.
