I WANT BLOOD…

My next husband will have to undergo a blood covenant or something because I ain’t got time, I got sh** to do. The whole gamut of relationships can be, what’s the word, Ghetto.

During the ceremony, he will need to recite “I do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the Office of Husband-erring, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend my Wife’s Affairs.”

Officiant, the blood is not red enough, is that a sign? Yea? Okie- Bayi.


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