he’s scared to kill a damn spider?” Lena and I both laugh. “Then there are the jackass’s. Now Jackass’s are usually charming with big dicks and success. They think that they know every goddamn thing, which makes them horrible listeners. They’re self-centered and think that everything has to go their way. They’re cocky and act like their shit doesn’t stink. And last are the Phony’s. Now the phonies will trick you. They pretend to have it all. The nice car, the successful career, the extravagant home, A-one credit and the whole nine yards. Then after a few dates you learn that his car is in his mother’s name, the house belongs to his brother, and he’s living with him and not the other way around, and although he works at a fortune five hundred company he works in the damn mailroom. And then there is Mr. Right the closest that you’ll ever get to having the perfect man.” “So what category does brothers like Kelvin fall in? The ones that have everything else in line but isn’t working with anything in his drawers” “I guess I need to add another category. He belongs in the TDC group” “What does that stand for?” The Toddler Dick Clique” “Stacy you oughta’ be ashamed of yourself” “Ashamed of myself for what? I’m just stating the facts” “Well I hate to burst your bubble. But you’re going to spend your entire life searching for Mr. Right because no one is perfect and your expectations are too high. Girl you need to stop searching for perfection.” “I don’t expect to find perfection. But he has to be pretty close to it or else I’m not going to waste my time.” Lena laughs. “Stacy you tickle my stomach.” “Let’s change the topic all this talk about men makes me think about Kelvin and I get pissed off all over again.” “Fine with me” “I talked to Brandi earlier today and she informed me that she fainted in the shower” “She told me. I told her butt she needs to go to the doctor. And she also needs to leave that man of hers for once and for all. You know what? I do agree with you about the Jackass category because Trae definitely belongs in it. He doesn’t give a damn about Brandi. He never has and he never will. Sometimes I wish that I could knock some common sense into that birdbrain of hers. There is no way that I could put up with his shit for all of these years. And he rides around in a new Jaguar while Brandi and his children cruise around in a busted up Mini-Van that doesn’t have any damn air conditioner. I offered to drive our Honda Accord down to Texas because, hell, we’re not using it anyway. And do you know this helfa said that she didn’t want it because Trae would feel like she came to me for help. I told her crazy behind- well he needs to buy you a new car then?” “And what’d she say?” “That helfa ended our conversation. You know she doesn’t like to hear the truth. Especially if it has anything to do with him” “Enough of talking about that. The way she lets him handle her irks my very last nerve. Well at least Vanessa and Jason or doing good, it’s hard to believe that their thirteenth year anniversary is right around the corner. Time sure does fly” “Yeah, don’t remind me. Gosh we’re getting old.” “I wonder how did Deon take it when she told him that she couldn’t see him anymore?” “She hasn’t told him yet but she says that she’s going to tell him soon. She loves Jason and she says that he’s been trying to be more affectionate lately. The things that she’s done are killing her.” “Thank God she came to her senses! I’ve always thought that Jason belongs in the Mr. Right category” “You and these categories” Lena laughs. “What are you doing for your birthday? It is Monday right? “ “Don’t remind me. I feel so old. I don’t know