Labor Day Picnic

“Girl, aren’t you goin to Roger’s”

“Uh, I can’t.  It’s kind of stupid.”

“I thought ya’ll were hookn up.”

“I did too.  It’s like; well he’s going through a lot of shit right now.”

“But you just bought those bitchen skinny jeans.  You need to show him what’s up.”

“Nah, I’d be better off without him.  That boy is trouble.”

“Hey, hey that boy is hot.”

“He’s a player girl. I’m done being played.”

“If you ain’t; I am.”

“You’re crazy! Play with the player.”

 

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