Whoever wants to be the old guy in the club, please raise your hand.
None of y’all?
Okay, okay fine. What about the ladies out there…
Which one of y’all wants to DATE, screw, and possibly get knocked up by) the old guy in the club.
Don’t worry, I’ll wait.*
So then, riddle me this.
When is it time to say when?
At what age, should the long term pimp or player sit his or her old ass down?
Is it 25? Is it 30? Is it 40?
I don’t wanna hear [insert old ass age] is the new [insert younger age here].
Is dead the new alive? Last I heard, time waits for no man.
Here are some of the more popular excuses that we “20somethings” use to reject the possibility of settling down with the person of our choice:
- too young
- dont trust opposite gender
- theres too many out there to choose 1
- i need to get my career right before I can settle down
- i just don’t like the idea of marriage (ie: its like having cable tv with just one channel)
Now, I am not writing this to influence anyone out there to go ahead and get married because, statistically speaking I would only be simultaneously empowering the growing divorce rate are we up to one out of 2 yet? Not sure.
However, I was thinking about this as I move towards the edge of my twenties in absolute terror of wearing an age that starts with a 3.
What I will do, is examine these excuses and give my humble opinion on why each reason is valid or a pile of horsesh*t.
Ah, too young.
Let us not confuse “young,” with “immature.” While I do agree that teenagers shouldn’t leave the prom and head to the altar, I think that by the age of 30 you should know something basic about life.
If you aren’t in your chosen field, then you should be working towards it.
You should be working on fixing your credit. (Yeah, yours.)
You should be paying back those student loans. Are you 27 and still managed to have them in deferment?
Your kids are going to end up paying for that shit, and I hope they hate you for it.
Basically, I think that too young isn’t a valid excuse. A grown man or woman, should be able to have their own or be pretty close to it, so that the possibility of pooling resources with a mate is not so far fetched.
I have seen some people do that, and its like one person’s shyt was so messed up, that financially the situation ended up looking like adoption.
Ah, broke niggas!
Just my thoughts.
i don’t trust opposite gender
This is so subjective. Some people, just have a tendency to gravitate towards assholes. The thing that irks me is that they know. They always know. Your “he’s a player” alarm goes off, and what do you do ladies? You press snooze.
Wake the f*ck up.
Yeah? When he’s with you he checks his phone every two seconds, but then you notice that days go by that he’s unreachable?
Jokes on you.
You haven’t met his friends?
He tells you he isn’t “looking for a relationship?”
Here’s a clue: we are NEVER looking.
It’s just that when we are banging mad chicks playing the field, and we do end up linking with a girl we are into, we DON’T LET THAT WOMAN GO.
I mean, when we find one we like, shit, we couldn’t even cheat on them if we tried.
(Okay we could, but it would be a very spur of the moment, non emotional quick thing where either the one we were interested in wasn’t available and/or a weak drunken almost unavoidable moment.)
What I am trying to say is, that every guy can be a player, but that doesn’t mean he will be.
Just like with any game, in the game of love, It all depends on the matchup. Some of you are just begging to get your little hearts crushed. If all signs point to douchebag, reroute.
There’s a better guy out there for you. He’s probably your platonic friend that is waving his hand at you all day long like “wtf, pick me!”
He may have even sent this article to you on some “hint hint” shit.
Guys and girls, there is someone out there that is willing to treat you right.
theres too many out there to choose one
“Throw ya hands in the air…if you’se a true player…“
Whoever has their hands up is full of sh*t. The truest players are the people who not only DON’T have their hands up, but are somewhere in the corner not even acknowledging those lyrics being in the song. Watch out for THAT motherf*cker right there.
That’s the sneaky, quiet one ready to do you dirty at the drop of a condom wrapper (hopefully they use those.)
Yes, the player feels like damn, girls are always throwing themselves at me, so why do I need to pick just one?
And if no one even knows I’m a player, then shit I got a perfectly good system workin right here! Why should I fix something that’s broken?
Trust me, I know man. Lemme tell you somethin… You can pick the baddest partner int he world, and two days later you will walk by someone in the street that looks wayyyyy better. Just kick yourself and keep it movin. And feel free to look…look all you want
As a married friend of mine once told me, “its okay to look at the menu, as long as you don’t order.“
“Why oh why do I need to listen to you,” the persistent player would plead with me… There’s so many different types shapes and looking people that I want to sow my oats with! Why should I subject myself to one option when I can just keep doing this?
Fine. Do whatever you want I say. Be the old guy (or cougar) in the club. Hurry up and do ya dirt, cuz I’m telling you –time flies.
What do you guys think the right age is?
What about the excuses? Or better yet, what is YOUR EXCUSE?
And oh yeah, I will address the rest of them, and your comments.
Part 2 coming soon.
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