Troy: Nah, keep it. But make sure to write a review. (Devil emoji)
Parker: I’m going to kill your baby mama. (Cursing emoji)
Troy: Will there be anything else?
Parker: Yes. Please don’t hurt her.
I tense at the idea that Clarissa voiced that fear to Parker, and that doesn’t sit well with me.
Troy: Hey, baby, you up?
Minutes later, and without a reply from Clarissa, I get an Amazon link from Parker.
GrandGirl#08 Reviewer Ranking 1,037
Men’s XL Texas Grand Hoodie-Garnet
I got this hoodie gently used. Well, the hoodie, I can’t say much for the previous owner, but I have my suspicions this hoodie has seen more floors on the Grand campus than thongs on an adult film set. Anyhoo, it’s nice and comfortable and seems to be doing its job for the moment. But, if at any point in time, it starts to show any wear and tear, I will reduce it to an unrecognizable pile of muscled material…slowly, oh so slowly, and thread by thread.
So far, this hoodie has shown no signs of distress—in fact, I’m rooting for this hoodie to bring years of comfort and happiness—despite the lineup of new and capable hoodies waiting on the sidelines.
Note to the previous owner – If I find any signs of irreparable damage, I will be asking for a FULL refund via pound of flesh.
Grand girls stay Grand. Grand guys better damn well measure up.
**Sharpens scissors.**
“Hey, Troy,” Dante answers, as I settle into bed.
“Hey, bud, what are you doing?”
“Nonny is teaching me how to play checkers.”
“Who’s Nonny?”
“I’m Nonny,” my mother replies, coming into view.
“What are you two doing?”
“Trying to teach this kid there’s more to life than the internet.”
“Yet, I see you’re wearing his merch.”
She rolls her eyes. “I’ve never in my life paid twenty-seven dollars for a T-shirt.”
“You got suckered.”
“It’s Legit,” Dante pipes in, offended.
“How much did you make off her?”
Dante whispers into the phone. “Two dollars.”
I can’t help my laugh. My son is a hustler. “How many more sleeps?”
“Too many. Where is Mommy?”
“She left with a work friend.”