Hey mofos! 

It's been a minute since I've had a guest blogger or talked about the ragglass dating streets. If you are interested in sharing your story, hit me up via email, DM, pigeon, whatever floats your boat! 

So, enjoy this post from a fellow writer who shall remain nameless (but it's a guy, it's not me pretending LOL) 

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When Shameika asked me to guest blog on the Mofo Chronicles, I was humbled and excited for the opportunity as we’ve had our discussions and conversations about what it’s like to be dating in our field and at this stage of our lives.

Or at least attempting to date, I should say.

I always compare myself to a divorced dad trying to put himself out there long after the end of his marriage, though in my case there was no marriage and there are no children; just a guy trying to find himself – and some companionship – after a long period of being down on himself and everyone else at the same time.

Needless to say, I absolutely agree with the sentiment that the dating pool is tainted because everyone is either trying to out-slick/out-sly each other, have unrealistic standards, or just completely out of their minds.

I have a pair of stories that sum up my Dating in 2023 experience in a way that supports the theory of not just pee being in the pool anymore.

The first takes place in the DMs of the app formerly known as Twitter. A woman from the Midwestern region of the country (I’m Mid-Atlantic, just to give full context) likes several of my posts, so a private conversation begins.

Before long, it turns from getting to know each other’s likes and dislikes to getting to know each other Biblically from a virtual standpoint. Pictures, videos, messages – you NAME it! Shout out to Shirley Caesar.

So, without any prompting from me, this woman says, “I want to fly out to you and have you [redacted] me silly.”

So we’re off to a good start, right? Wrong. Fly Girl expressed this desire in November of 2022 to meet in January this year.

January came. Nothing.

February came. Nothing.

March-June came. Nothing.

In July, I sent her a text message saying in so many words that it was rather cruel and unnecessary to gas someone up if you had no intention of following through. Plus, I didn’t ask her about flying out – SHE brought it up.

Her response was to mention custody of her children, a job promotion and that if I couldn’t understand, then there was no reason to continue.

Talk about hurtful. There’s something to be said for people who volunteer or offer something you weren’t thinking about and then play victim when addressed about not following up. None of it is good.

As cruel as that situation was, there was an annoying one that maybe didn’t hurt as bad because I suppose there was success in the short term.

This next story begins on an app called Tinder, but the prequel dates back to another, long-gone social media site where this woman and I connected originally, but signals got crossed and mixed, so we lost contact for well over a decade.

Imagine my surprise on April Fools Day (which should’ve told me this was going to be jokes) when this woman liked my Tinder profile. I knew who it was instantly, so out of curiosity I swiped right to start a conversation. Either she was pulling my leg the whole way or I just wasn’t paying attention, but she said she’d seen me improve from a distance (guess she meant my physical appearance or something) so we started catching up on each other’s lives and naturally, that turned into “You know…you could’ve gotten it back then…still can.”

Important to note that again, this was something that was brought up to me; I didn’t bring it up.

This time, no flights or feelings were necessary since she lived just across the bridge from me, so I drove over to her place because she wanted to meet before she went to an event. Of course grown folk things did happen and I thought it went rather well.

Wrong again.

Later on in the spring we’re texting and she mentions her demisexuality and how that went against our hookup. I couldn’t believe it. I already knew what demisexuality was (attraction to someone based on feelings, for the record) so I didn’t think she had a reason to lie, but there was still something dishonest about it. She said we could continue chatting and hopefully meet up, but sex was off the table until I proved myself to her.

She hasn’t gotten a text from me since.

Now here’s where I’m honest to a fault about my faults – yes, I very much am trying to play ho-phase catch-up for the years I was out of the game because of a lack of self-confidence and serious self-hatred for myself, envy of other men and resentment for women who liked the men who weren’t me.

After physical improvement and inner-improvement that includes on and off therapy (because healthcare in this country is still cheeks), I felt like I was ready to see who and what was out there, explore a bit and hopefully create new memories and experiences that would prepare me for something different.

Reader, that has not happened.

So as a hot summer turns to a not-as-cold-as-it-used-to-be winter (thanks, climate change), I’m considering taking a step back from all things dating and sex because as much as I want to be successful at those two things, it seems like a long shot at the moment.

Of course, I say that now, but with one swipe and conversation, I could be starting this chase all over again. To use the tagline from the esteemed creator of this blog, “My Nerves Bad.”

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Whew chile, it sounds like dating ain't been right since.. well ever. Thank you guest blogger for sharing your stories with us! My advice: well, I really don't have any except get back out there and in the words of Aaliyah, "dust it off and try again."

If anyone is interested in guest blogging, don't be shy. Share your stories, we've all been there and some of us hope to never be in those situations again. 

What's up Mofos!



Yes I'm back.. ok hell it's been a minute AGAIN but don't judge me. I've got another guest blogger in the house this week and this topic is something WE can ALL learn from.

What's that Meik??

I'm glad you asked. Dating sucks... that sums is up, but as these new-fangled dating rules keep popping up on social media, sometimes it can help to hear from someone that is actually in a relationship that's looking at us poor singles like WTF is y'all doing?




So with that being said.. let me let my sister SP Boogie handle the rest of this blog:

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So, let me start this off by saying, I’m by no means a relationship expert, however I am that person that is in a relationship and has been in a relationship for two years now, and counting. Granted we’ve had some struggles and ups and downs, but ALL relationships take work, so I’m going to discuss some of the common mistakes and struggles I see and may have personally experienced in this crazy world of dating.

Ok SP Boogie, let's see where this is going.. lemme put my purse down and sit for a spell.



Texting vs. Phone Calls:

We live in an era where technology and smart phones and tablets are at our fingertips and have virtually made life easier for us to navigate. We all know that texts and any form of written communication can be perceived the wrong way, right? So why not go back to the old fashioned ways of picking up the phone and talking to people?? Texting is cool if you’re at work, or busy doing something else, but how can you truly get to know someone via texting? I think this is the main reason why people are still getting “Catfished,” in 2017. Pick up the phone, talk, send pictures, FaceTime, video chat, do something other than texting.

Catfishing in the year of our Beyonce 2017 is not the biz.. but umm do folks know their phones actually dial out or nawl? The way some of these mofos are set up.....




Having Sex Early vs. Later

Many of us are very sexual creatures, I get it, but when you give up the goodies a little too early, what message is that sending? Now if your only agenda is to find a cut buddy, cool, go for it, but if you’re seeking more, like a relationship, then establish that before you give the goods. If you give the goods too early, you’re basically setting the tone for some men, that, that’s all you are good for. (Side Note: I’m writing this from a female’s perspective, so this blog isn’t for men, basically). Don’t give up the goods and then try to strike up that conversation that starts with, “What are we?” If you’re in your 30s or older, and looking to settle down anyways, make sure the person you are “talking to” is on the same page as you; don’t forget, they say women mature quicker than men, and some of these men are just not ready to settle down, if that’s the case, it’s okay, move on!

U KNOW folks don't hear you SP Boogie..they'd rather spread em and drop it and ride it then discuss relationships the next day and wonder why their feelings got cracked...and they wanna damn everything that mofo touches! Tho...u know what..nevermind. Proceed.



Understand When You Are Being Useful vs. Being Used

Oh shoot..now it's getting good!



What I mean by this is, there’s always a broke down dude, who sees you as his come up. Stay WOKE!! Some men want you for what you can offer them, as in a roof over their head, food on their plate, your car to drive and your money to spend, (tax season is in the air, don’t get duped into letting somebody “flip” your money aka steal your coins). Women are naturally nurturers usually, don’t nurture your way into a headache and an extra expense, just because you don’t want to be alone…it’s not worth it. Best way to identify if you’re being used, is basically look for reciprocity, are you getting back what you’re giving? If you aren’t, it’s time to reevaluate life.

Listen.. PREACH THIS GOOD WORD!




Airing All Your Business Out On Social Media vs. Being Private

For me personally, my relationship is hardly advertised on social media, and I feel like that has helped us maintain our relationship. Now when I did change my relationship status on Facebook just to “In a Relationship,” my inbox started jumping with the questions of who I’m with, do I want to get dinner or get up – nah bruh, I’m good, don’t come around now. I may make mention that I’m in a relationship but I never reveal his name or even tag him in stuff, if you’re my family or friend, then you know who is, and that’s all that I care about knowing. When you expose your business and yourself for the world to know, then you also open yourself up to petty arguments with your significant other, and tramps and hoes to inboxing your significant other to be messy. Private is better, at least until you get that ring, and then you can stunt on them hoes, lol.


STUNT ON THEM HOES! LMAO! Good one SP! Y'all could always share a page tho right? *ducks for cover*

Asking Your Friends For Advice vs. Just Giving It To God

Now, I do ask friends for relationship advice from time to time, not saying it’s a bad thing, but be careful of the advice that isn’t good advice, and that is for all aspects in life. Not everybody wishes you well, and not everybody will agree with what you do. Now some things, you know are just plain out stupid, you know you don’t have any business doing it, and you know your friends are going to look down on you for it, so just shut up or correct the issue and skip the lectures. But the main thing is, not everybody is going to have the same views and perspective on a situation, just pray about it, and use your common sense, but like if it’s a situation where your man is hitting you or something, you tell your girls and your homeboys, so they can go ahead and pull up on the kid and handle that, that’s different.

Pause. It absolutely TEARS my nerves up when folks go from person to person asking advice like they are asking until they find the answer they want you to give them. From now on my answer is, yeah girl, stay with his cheating ass. I mean, that's what you wanna hear right? As for me and my household, we'll take our major issues to the alter and let God work that thang on out.



High Self Esteem & Self Love vs. Low Self Esteem & Self Hate

I’m going to end this with something all humans deal with in some capacity. Often times we give too much of ourselves to people that don’t deserve it, because we struggle with low self-esteem, and self-hate. We try to compensate in other areas to try and mask how we truly feel about ourselves. The most important thing in dating and just in life in general, is to learn to love yourself. How can you expect someone else to love you if you don’t love yourself? I won’t lie and say this comes easily, I struggle with it myself, but once you can start to appreciate yourself, love yourself, and put your own self on a high pedestal, I think love will come to you naturally. Don’t get caught up in someone else and forget that you yourself, are worth it, and you are somebody. Practice by, if someone gives you a compliment, just reply with a “Thank You.” I feel like most people wear their hearts on their sleeves literally, and the opposite sex can pick up on if you are insecure, or if you do have low self-esteem, at least wear a good poker face, keep them guessing – otherwise, a mate can pick up on your insecurities and use you, don’t allow that!
I’ve got more that I want to add and say, but I won’t keep this entry too long, I’ll save it for another time, but I hope this helps someone.

Thank you SP Boogie for your lessons in dating. I know we all need a little help, kick in the flat booty or whatevaahhh to shake some sense into us. I hope folks understand that dating is allegedly supposed to be fun and I blame all of social media for these damn rules and regulations that make it hard for us outchea.. but anyway.. what lessons have you guys learned while dating? Share in the comments..and if you want to guest blog hit me up on Twitter @Mofochronicles!

Always in Gratitude
~Meik

Happy New Year Mofos!! To kick this year off --I have a guest blogger by the name of BeeVee joining me for this post.

What's she talking about Meik?

I'm glad you asked... y'all and this dayum new fangled dating ish. So let's hop into it shall we?



Guest Blogger: BeeVee:

After 13 (not so) delightful years of marriage, I find myself single---at 40. And judging by how well it’s been going, I’m due to become a crazy cat lady any minute now.



I would love to be dating someone.

**chile wouldn't we all?!" anyway continue girl..**

Someone smart and funny, warm and loving, someone who is curious about life and loves to try new things, who has friends, and who has, (I know, this is crazy talk) a job.

**PREACH THIS GOOD WORD BEEVEE!! Add in loves music and can read and I'm SOLD!**

But apparently, with such lofty criteria, I won’t be changing my relationship status any time soon. Why is that? Because dating is for masochists.

In the last month on Plenty of Fish, there was the guy who said hello, then immediately asked me if I was on birth control. There was the one who wanted to dress in women’s clothing and asked me which he should choose: yoga pants, thigh highs, or fishnets. There was the guy whose profile picture was him giving the camera the finger, wife beater and knuckle tattoos at the ready. There was the one who messaged me, “Wanna f*ck,” without any preamble whatsoever, followed two minutes later by the one who simply wrote “I’m looking for something sexual right now.” Be still my heart.





So when I met a man who wore a suit in his profile picture, who worked for the state, who asked me thoughtful questions like where was I from and what were my favorite foods, it was as if the clouds parted and the angels sang the Hallelujah chorus in three part harmony.

*I swear I need to know if this was a Steve Harvey church suit or nawl?*

For weeks I vetted him over text and the phone. No red flags. Seemed very promising. After hounding me to go out with him, I finally relented. We had had all the important conversations. He was single. 47. Never married. Had a long-time live-in girlfriend, but they’d broken up three years ago, and while he’d dated casually since then, he’d really like a relationship with the right person, and, oh by the way, he felt really good about me. I was feeling good about him, too.

So we met at a local bar. He was delightful. Sparks flew. I started to feel optimistic. After Christmas, we met up again for dinner, and then went to his place to hang out in his hot tub.

*pause* FLAG ON THE PLAY! WE MET? HOT TUB? HOLD UP *in my Beyonce voice*



But we couldn’t get in the hot tub until after 7pm, because his ex “might stop by unexpectedly,” and “that would be awkward.” Then he casually mentioned, the ex still kept a car in his garage, and oh yeah, did he mention that she stopped over on Christmas Eve and spent the night on his couch (although he was quick to deny touching her)? Just as my brain started to mentally mouth the words What the Everloving F***? my eagle eyes spied women’s shoes in his closet, intermingled with his sneakers and Sebagos.

“So,” I said, disguising my, now, simmering molten rage, “those shoes don’t look like they’re your size.”
“No,” he said nonchalantly, like he thought I was falling for his bullshit, “they’re the ex’s. I never bothered to do anything with them.”

*this mofo and his liesssssss*



Right. For three years, he’s tripped over his ex’s shoes in the dead smack center of his closet. They haven’t bothered him at all. He forgot they were there. Sure… And I’m Imelda Marcos.

At this point, the red flags were coming at me so fast and furious that I feel like I was stuck in center field during the Cardinals’ color guard half time spectacular.

*chile I'm still trying to under and over-stand why the hell you went to the house on the first date!!! But continue...*



On New Year’s Eve I confronted him. We were supposed to get together, and the last thing I wanted to do was see him again. He admitted that he hadn’t been completely honest with me. He saw the ex more than he initially let on. (No? Really?) You see, the ex and he broke up (uh huh…), but she was mentally unstable (I’m beginning to see why) and refused to accept the breakup (Oh, right! The breakup! That’s the part where you say “Don’t sleep at my house anymore! Take your car and your stuff and get out! I don’t want to ever see you again!” Right? Oh, wait…).
I didn’t let him finish. I didn’t want to hear any more excuses.


Guys, either you’re single or you’re not.

*let's repeat this for the folks in the back of the room in the cheap seats!*



Guys, either you’re single or you’re not.

Guys, either you’re single or you’re not.

Guys, either you’re single or you’re not.

*I think they have it now BeeVee..you can stop now! However if a mofo ain't sure if he's single..he prob ain't.*


Just so we’re all clear, if her shoes are in your closet, you’re not. So that potential relationship came to a screeching halt. But as disappointing as it was, I want to believe Mr. Right is just around the corner. Maybe he’s breaking up with his girlfriend as we speak.




And if he’s not, I’m putting the local cat rescue on speed dial, just in case.


*Chile BeeVee, girl, I hope you blocked that mofo with the quickness! Don't resort to the cat rescue, you still have time to find Mr. Right..and if all else fails, there's always the Golden Girls life --find you some roomies, grab some cheesecake and have a ball!*



For the rest of you..if you want to guest blog--hit me up! Shameika@Themofochronicles.com

~Always in Gratitude
Meik

What up Mofos?! As you know I love guest bloggers.. so please welcome DJ Royale to the stage.. he's gonna teach y'all a lil about relationships n ish...ok no he's not trying to be a relationship expert, but he is giving us an inside look to the inner workings of a man's mind...

And as usual.. my commentary is sprinkled throughout in bold print.. ENJOY!



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I just figured out what I wanted to say w/o ranting here it is; but first this disclaimer: I AM NOT A WRITER, NOR AM I TRYING TO BE DEEP WITH THIS, I am just telling you what I see and what I think I may know about life.

With that said let us begin. I am guest starring on this blog because of the numerous conversations me and Meik (can I call her that??) have had (I wish I was a comedian because I would surely take that act on the road) and she thought It would be interesting to get my thoughts on relationships.


Sure you can call me Meik.. after all, that's my name on this blog.. proceed...


I am not going to go in any particular order so here goes.

As I have begun to look online and read blogs and opinions about relationships and talk to my not so close associates about how they feel about relationships and what they expect and want out of them, there is one indelible fact that I have seen from both men and women and that is:



MEN ARE FLAWED.


*bangs tambourine* yes lawd jeezus they sho nuff are! FLAWED, F'd and wayment..lemme let you finish..



Ok, now that we have that out of the way and most of the women have said “ain't that the truth” and “amen” we can get down to real business of it and that is my response to the above statement.


uh oh.


SO WHAT if men are flawed, It makes us real people prone to mistakes and mishaps and bad decisions, which is just fine by me. I had tried the superman thing and I'll be damned if I ever do that again. NOT WORTH IT!!!!!!!!(And for the record I am REALLY single currently).


so basically men are the bad apples at the grocery store that are bruised and ... y'all supposed to have tough skin and man up but I'm sleep tho..


I think that the microwave society we live in had conditioned us for a few things, which we either knowingly or not so portray on to others. First there has to be someone to blame. I mean for the most part there is NO WAY that you could be single because the person that you could spend the rest of you life with either has not crossed your path or has and it didn’t work or blah blah blah right?


Well that's my theory, cuz the one I WANT I haven't met him yet.. so.... but carry on...


There always has to be someone to blame “their fault mentality” because you in all of your wonderfulness as you wait in the clouds for you superman or superwoman to grace your earthly presence could never be the problem right? Second, relationships are hard work and that’s all I have for that one.


hard work that these days folks don't wanna put forth any effort...


I have debated many women during the last couple of years about the timeline of dating and how it matriculates in the early stages to even get to the dating stage and one thing I have learned and seen in this most important of stages is this. (And this does not go for all women – I hate I even have to say that but ppl are really sensitive these days)


you got that right..ole sensitive in their feelings mofos..


WOMEN DON’T DO MUCH WORK IN THE BEGINNING STAGES OF PRESENTATION


pause. screeeeeeech.... wayment...


It has been my experience that in this beginning stage that the man presents (introduction) himself and then the two ppl begin to get acquainted. For most women this is a proving stage for them. “He has to prove he is worth my time” as one of my sorority sisters put it. The one thing that disturbs me about this is that women don’t do much in this stage. They are watching and waiting to be wooed, wined and dined, which is perfectly fine but life goes on and if you’re not paying attention you may miss it; life that is. I have learned that everything is better when you participate, This stage to me is the most important because it builds foundation in a relationship and I will leave it at that (we are all grown)


*raises hand* I must be missing something cuz in MY experience as this blog has proven..most mofo'n men aren't putting forth a dayum thing but their peen so they can text the pic or try to shove it ... sorry lemme get back to the present.. but the point is.. these days..ain't much dating going on so maybe neither party is putting forth any effort except to undress..


Last thing I have noticed is that people seem to be looking for the “formula” to make relationships work, they read books, blogs (even this one), watch shows and movies, even go to conferences and join single ministries (yes, I did put that in their for the church folk.


They listen to the likes of Black Ty aka Tyrese, Steve Harvey and other pretend relationship "experts" on da Twitter and other innanets..


Prelude to another blog post) trying to find the best way for two people to meet get to know each other and fall madly in love and spend the rest of their lives together.


The problem is the people who write and produce this stuff don’t know me or you or anyone else better than they know the weather each day. A person’s journey is exactly that. WE are all different so our situations even with similarities will never be the same. Life is an everyday experience to be enjoyed to fullest and I hope all that read this recognize that fact and live it up even in relationships.


U betta preach! We all have to discover our own path and create our OWN story..


I purposely didn’t deal with morals and ethics in this because I am no better than anyone one else so you do what you do. I will leave you with two corny sayings that have been said to me and have stuck with me for a long time dealing with life. The first “When you prepare to travel and go on a journey, when you pull out your luggage IT IS ALWAYS EMPTY” my great Grammy gave me that one and I’ve never got it until recently (R.I.P. Grammy) and the last one I will write it bigger so that all can see.



THE BIGGEST LIE IS OFTEN THE ONE YOU TELL TO YOURSELF



I hope this post was entertaining at best, if you feel like this was immature rambling and not worth your reading; WELL you just read it anyway so deal with it



GHOST



DJ ROYALE

Meik's lesson learned:
So the lesson I took from this post is.. You can't rely on ish to navigate your way through these dating waters..but you do have to step back, assess yourself, your situation and figure out how to make the most of your dating experience.. on a side note that is probably another blog post.. WHY COME women always gotta be blamed for the dumb ish men do?!

Anyhoo..so dear readers.. do you agree with these observations????

If you would like to write a guest blog..hit me up.. email me at shameika@themofochronicles.com or tweet me!

Until Later..
Meik

Hello Mofoville!

Every once in a while you know I welcome a guest blogger.. well this particular post is from a familiar face...

Who Meik?

I'm so glad you asked! Stroll with me down memory lane back to the 90's.. remember the songs "So Alone" and "Use Me" just to name a few?

Yep.. no other than Men at Large *squeals* Sooooooo without further ado (don't I sound all professional n ish?) ...here is this week's guest blogger: Dave Tolliver! *insert applause*

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Where is the Love??

I don’t even know how to start, I have so much that I want to say, I need to say! I have been in or around the entertainment biz for over 30 years of my life and cram to understand wtf is going on!

The music biz used to be an elite membership and you had to have certain assets or abilities that set you apart from normal humans. Like being in high school and seeing those guys in their letter-men jackets, you knew they were special and in most cases more talented than everybody else.

(( those were the days when you earned a letter from putting in work, *sigh* I never got a jacket to throw my letter on tho..or wait.. this ain't about me.. carry on Dave))


Thanks Meik.. as I was saying..that’s how music was only those with pure talent got record deals now they let anybody get on, what kind of shit is that?!! I can admit I don’t have any horror stories of what it took to get on, but damn I worked hard at perfecting my craft, my show, and my whole package. Now it seems as if you can do anything sound like anything and the world eats it up.

((*raises hand..Would now be a good time to run down the list of folks that have no talent or nah?))


WTF is wrong with the people why are we depriving ourselves of an ultimate orgasm for a quickie! Music today is like you expecting somebody to put in work and they come up short all the way around. Music during my era and beforehand was like a 2hr love fest sweating, tracks out , head board broke, funky smell in the air, sheets soaking wet , damn I need to smoke a cigarette and I don’t even smoke smash session.

((I swear just that paragraph alone just gave me ever lasting LIFE! TELL EM DAVE! *takes a slow drag off a cig *cough cough*))


With all this love for synthetic talent it is becoming increasingly hard to maintain financially. Promoters are opting to book the younger rap acts, radio won’t even play us, and our demos don’t want to go to some club where the week before some young dude got shot! Where is the thinking of the record execs, the artists that are on top of the game now, do they feel any responsibility consciously to the music they are releasing today, here’s an example:

"I Love My Bitches" "Bandz To Make Her Dance" "I Only Came For The Bitchez and The Drinks!"

((well.. this is the era of ratchet..and folks accept it..and well... ratchet is in..unfortunately *turns up 2 Chainz*))


ANYWAY.. Get my drift most of these artists today especially the so called singers suck.
There are only a hand full of rappers that can rhyme for real. You know I’m right these new artists blow balls. If they would just take the time to practice, research their predecessors and really write about things that mean something. Stop trying to sound like the next so n so, work on being the next you! Make music for the soul songs that will have meaning to us 30 years down the line and so forth. I mean I could talk about this all day but I’m pretty sure Shameika would want me to cut it short.

((Oh no..I'm enjoying this rant..continue Dave.. don't let me interrupt you))


So yeah I know you hear this all the time but I don’t care I’m a starving music legend who is in need of a culture change in the biz. Yes you say I’m bitter f*** yeah, I work hard to maintain what I have and am sick and tired of these new jacks getting a pass for doing nothing see me if you got beef!

((uh oh. blink..blink..blink.. I'm nervous...puts index finger up and tip toes out of this blog post..))


Record execs, radio stations, promoters I’M BEGGING YOU ALL TO RECONSIDER YOUR POSITIONS, help us save the urban side of music because everybody else is winning. We need for our people to be loyal and recognize the real us older artists possess, better shows, more for your buck, better talent in other words the difference between a pure leather couch and a bs vinyl leather looking couch you get from Value City Furniture.

((I JUST SCREAMED LMAOOOOOOOO))


Dave Tolliver ½ of greatest rnb duo of all time Men at Large!
@davetolliver twitter/instagram
www.blaqpavi.com

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So...what do you guys think about the music industry today?



~Until Later..
Meik