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I see you creeping in the background. You're not slick; fall back. The "you" I'm referring to is the current or future guy who meddles in my relationship. I'm not trying to speak this travesty into existence, or bore you by blabbering on about my love life. The topic is being addressed because the playa hater aka "crab in a bucket", "Buster" Douglas, or PB (doesn't stand for peanut butter) is on the prowl, and their tactics can cause serious detriment to those looking for love. In an early episode of the classic TV sitcom, "Martin", the title character becomes concerned when Gina begins to hang out with a male coworker named  Wallace . His entry into Gina's circle was that he participated in tasks men generally hate, like shoe shopping. Your girl and her best friend: They're just so close... so close...too damn close. While Wallace was not actually pushing up on Gina, there are plenty of men (and women...ladie...

Before turning eh...25 and becoming old IMMEDIATELY, there were a lot of bad habits my body could tolerate and still operate at a high level. Sleep was an afterthought, exercising was unnecessary, and eating healthy was uncalled for. Why did I need to eat healthy? Didn't you see my album cover ? Well now, a year and a half later, my bad habits caught up with me like FedEx (Overnight). Staying up late leaves me damaged like Danity Kane (remember them?). I'm no longer at my "fight" weight, and even getting feedback at the doctors. That's when you know you're getting old; the doctors actually says something after the check up. My doc started mentioning words like, "cholesterol" and "blood pressure", and suggested substituting burgers and shakes for carrots and grapes. The verbiage seems more appropriate for a man 46 instead of 26, but in an effort to be the black Channing Tatum, I'm cleaning out my fridge. Acknowledge your past re...