Marc
On Nellyville
I like to pretend that Kelly Rowlands (of Destiny's Child) is singing that chorus in that new Nelly song, "Dilemma", to me. Not Nelly. Not to the camera. Straight up, no foolin', to me.
I also, from time to time, like to pretend that I'm Nelly and that I've probably schtuped Kelly a couple of times or three, and that she's totally into me, and she keeps calling me, but I'm Nelly, for fuck's sake. I can do better than Kelly Rowlands ***1***. Think about it. I wear bandaids on my face, all the f'in time! Chicks love that shit. It makes me look vulnerable, like, "Dang! Nelly done gots hurt! Maybe we should take care of his ass!" And they fall for it, man! All the damn time. I'll just be hanging out at the Arch in St. Louie (WORD!) and honies seriously be all over my jock, and I just cannot get rid of 'em. And, it's like, they's so many better looking chicks than that Kelly Rowlands ***2***. So, you know what I'm saying, I should get out of the biz and fucking go full-time honey-hunting, cause I know I ain't reached my peek yet.
Word.
***1*** though, in real life as Marc ________ I could never do better than Kelly Rowlands. I probably couldn't even get Michelle, the gospel-loving third member of DC. In fact, I probably couldn't even get her. I'd most likely have to settle for an ex member of the damn group. Maybe even the one that went to ISU in the first place.
***2*** This, of course, is MarcAsNelly talking, and does not necessarily reflect MarcAsMarc's point of view, because MarcAsMarc would do pretty much anything to get a fair shot at Kelly Rowlands. Anything ... think about it.
On Nellyville
I like to pretend that Kelly Rowlands (of Destiny's Child) is singing that chorus in that new Nelly song, "Dilemma", to me. Not Nelly. Not to the camera. Straight up, no foolin', to me.
I also, from time to time, like to pretend that I'm Nelly and that I've probably schtuped Kelly a couple of times or three, and that she's totally into me, and she keeps calling me, but I'm Nelly, for fuck's sake. I can do better than Kelly Rowlands ***1***. Think about it. I wear bandaids on my face, all the f'in time! Chicks love that shit. It makes me look vulnerable, like, "Dang! Nelly done gots hurt! Maybe we should take care of his ass!" And they fall for it, man! All the damn time. I'll just be hanging out at the Arch in St. Louie (WORD!) and honies seriously be all over my jock, and I just cannot get rid of 'em. And, it's like, they's so many better looking chicks than that Kelly Rowlands ***2***. So, you know what I'm saying, I should get out of the biz and fucking go full-time honey-hunting, cause I know I ain't reached my peek yet.
Word.
***1*** though, in real life as Marc ________ I could never do better than Kelly Rowlands. I probably couldn't even get Michelle, the gospel-loving third member of DC. In fact, I probably couldn't even get her. I'd most likely have to settle for an ex member of the damn group. Maybe even the one that went to ISU in the first place.
***2*** This, of course, is MarcAsNelly talking, and does not necessarily reflect MarcAsMarc's point of view, because MarcAsMarc would do pretty much anything to get a fair shot at Kelly Rowlands. Anything ... think about it.
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