I am back and so what? And I never asked for the applause.
Anyway, I want to talk about women (well that’s all I talk about anyway). I remember telling you guys in a post last year that you can’t trust anything a woman says, but more so I would like to touch on the topic about women and their mouths. Yes, their bocas. No, not about their teeth, tongue, breath…
Women simply chat too much.
Never believe a woman when she assures you that she will keep a secret, because she cannot, at least for long. Somebody has to know – her mother, sister, cousin, best girlfriend or some maco (man who act like woman).
Yes, and I say this because women get me in trouble so many times because of their mouth, and even with evidence they will tell you it “wasn’t me”. So who else if it’s only you I tell? Gees.
On top of that, women like to twist stories to suit their audience (yea a group of girls who have nothing to do but “pung beff”).
Once, I was communicating with this girl. Yes she had a man. It was just light communication, nothing serious. But knowing who her man is I told her not to let him know that we talk because he is a psycho because I heard he followed a dude everywhere for two months after overhearing he likes her woman.
Anyway, the darn girl assured me she wouldn’t even say anything to her shadow. So for weeks we talked cool, nothing intimate. Then one day out the blue I get a text: “Why the **** you checking my girl?”
At first I thought it was the wrong message, but the person knew my name, where I live and all kinds of ***. I was still puzzled because I don’t know who it was. He didn’t identify his woman. I remember my friend and our secret pact but I said “nah she wouldn’t do that”. But I didn’t answer mister other than telling him he got the wrong number.
The next day mamzel called me and asked if a man text me about troubling his woman. I told her yes but it seemed like a wrong number.
“No, no, no, it’s my boyfriend wi,” she said.
I was shocked nuh ***.
“So how the hell your boyfriend get my number, know my name, address and **?” I asked.
Guess what she said? “I don’t know wi.”
I was pissed. I hung up the phone and never spoke to that girl again. Well the dude never text me again because he probably was content with what I told him. But even if he isn’t he had no reason to worry because I wasn’t grinding his girl and had no intentions to but I know dudes are jealous.
But after investigations, I realised that mamzel told her best friend who end up spreading the news till it reach back to her boyfriend “as a rumour.”
I learned two things from that incident: 1. never trust women to keep a secret 2. where there is smoke there is fire (every rumour has some truth).
Women just talk too much. They can’t keep a secret. They must tell someone. Don’t believe her when she tells you that she doesn’t speak to anyone about the relationship. Lie! She has a maco or some cousin she telling.
You may not find out now, but somehow down the road you will.
That’s why girls love to be around each other because they like to talk about people. A woman will sacrifice almost anything to chill with her girls because they love to talk about their little dirty secrets.
Well, men we are like that too, we like to kicks off and talk about our bedroom exploits (not me though) but the women somehow do it slicker than us.
Before I go let me leave you with this video by Chris Rock about who is the biggest liar. CLICK HERE
Enjoy! And see you next week.
Nice Guy is written by an A-Hole so don’t take him on. He has woman issues and would like some help (writing is his therapy). He is also seeking a Nice Girl to compliment his column. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.