For those who do not know, Johnny Depp is my ideal man, and this scene is the best.

It took me a few times to start this post.  I am not sure how I

should go about this.  When I was in college, I met quite a unique group of people.  Till this day, I am very close with most.  I don’t know how it happened, but somehow, the right people were assigned the right dorm.  Our dorm was filled with different characters and somehow we all found each other and became friends.  We all came from different backgrounds and found a common ground: partying. LOL.

Like said before, my girls and I have a very raw sense of humor.  Nothing is out of the question and nothing is ever hidden, for the most part. I am not going to say that we are all freaks in the sheets because we have our share of “Missionary Mary’s” amongst our group.  From role-playing as a martian landing on Earth to giving each other Brazilians, I’ve heard everything in between.

Last summer, we rented a house in LBI for a week.  It was a great week except for my severe panic attack I had.  I know how Vinny is feeling on the Jersey Shore, only I was down by the shore for 3 days until I broke.  Any who, the house was enormous and there were only a few of us there that night.  Alaina, Jenny, Camille and I were pregaming and decided to play a game.  We decided to play “Ever-Have-I-Ever” rather than “Never-Have-I-Ever.”  At the time, we thought that was a brilliant name, but we were a few drinks deep.  The idea of the game was we admit something we did, see who drinks and discuss in detail.  Let’s just say a lot of skeletons came out of the closet.  Unfortunately, I am sworn to secrecy about the events of that night.

Granted, I learned a lot about my friends’ sexual experiences, nothing compared to Delilah’s.  Delilah and I have very inappropriate conversations, to the naked eye; to us, it’s just a normal Monday afternoon.  She and I like to talk about things that others find vastly weird.  We like to tell each other our thoughts because we know we are on the same wavelength when it comes to freaky things. However, I don’t think I will ever be able to top her strange fetish.

Delilah told a few of us this and my reaction to it was, “Well it’s you, I don’t expect anything less.”  Again, it is extremely weird.  Delilah likes to rest balls on her eyes while having their wiener lay down her face.  This is what we call the “Elephant.”  I am not sure if the guy is aroused by it, but she is just chillin’ down there. GOL. Delilah voluntarily choses to do this.  Again, out of everything, this has left a mark.

As for me, those are secrets I will never tell; only a few know.

On aside  Congrats to Beyonce and Jay-Z for their baby. Hopefully she looks like Beyonce.On that note, for those who are into the Illuminati ordeal, here is Katt Williams’ recent tweet. I think it’s great!

I.V.Y. = Illuminati’s Very Youngest

B.L.U.E. = Born Living Under Evil

Blue Ivy spelt backwords [sic] (Eulb Yvi) = Latin for ‘Lucifers Daughter’.

Recently, I  tweeted about how no one knows how to dance at clubs anymore due to the rise of trance music.  So do yourself a favor.  Dance your booty off to Drake’s song, Motto.