That Dude
Waiting on the sidelines, ready to get into the game
That dude. He is the one in the wings, the corridor, waiting to be called into action – like the 2nd round draft pick dying to get some action in the game;
He has put in time, work, perservance, he is sure that his persuasive nature will win you over;
He balloons and exacerbates – he should work at a gas station;
Presents himself as the polar opposites of your complaints, beef, and frustrations;
Slips in keywords that make you ponder, re-assess, and re-evaluate;
Has a divine intuition – always calls her during those special times, troubling times;
He finds a way to connect feelings of disconnect;
But why does she keep that dude around;
He is either a plan B or a corrective measure;
To check and balance the plan A – to make the plan A be on his P’s & Q’s;
For if not, A has G2G;
I remember when, I used to be that dude;
Ladies confiding in me about their frustrations, pains, beefs, and quips;
Calling me all late nights to get my thoughts and opinions;
As that dude, I controlled the sea of their relationship – if willing could have added ripples and waves, that no boat could navigate through – well, without damage;
But I guess I am one of those few dudes that practice traditional codes, practice traditional honor, and practices traditional respect;
They really don’t make them like they used to.
Instead there is a plethora of ‘That Dude’, ready, willing, and able to do, say anything to change the course of your navigation …. Ladies get a strong boat
.:: LiBM ::.