Dating Vs. Come Over And Chill

While watching the first season of Game of Thrones something struck me about the medieval world they live in. Every woman has value. From the whores to the princesses to the Queen, none sold themselves short of what they were worth. We have this violent world where powerful men do battle, but not once do we see a woman throw herself at a man because of his status. If you want easy pussy you pay for it, if you want the prettiest girl in the land, you make her your wife before you even get to taste it. Isn’t it ironic that in a much more civilized world, the value of women has degenerated and the value of so-called “Hoes” has risen? There was something on twitter about a $200 date, and it was hilarious how some dudes went off with the broke nigga anthem of, “If I pay that much I better be fucking“. The outrage not only speaks to the lack of value modern day men place on females, but it also speaks on the fact that a lot of women are out here spoiling men with cheap pussy. I’m not talking about placing a monetary value on your vagina, but there should be an investment on his part to prove that he is serious about you. Time and energy are the biggest investment a man can make to show that it’s real. If he spends time getting to know you, then puts in the energy to see you and put a smile on your face, he’s committed to something. It could be getting the pussy or it could be getting a girlfriend, it doesn’t really matter initially, as long as he’s showing that you have value. If a man values a woman, he respects her, and only from that respect can a real relationship grow. One of the biggest complaints I hear is that there is no more courting; men don’t put in work. Everything would be perfect if the guy you really liked made an effort to do all of the romantic things guys are suppose to do when trying to court a woman. I laugh at that shit, because men figured out a long time ago that a woman who’s thirsty for love is worse than a guy who’s thirsty for pussy. No matter how loud you complain about not going out, never spending real time, or feeling unappreciated, if you like him enough you will continue to talk to this kind of man. Let me break it down with a Hoe example, because they stay winning. Remember I’m talking about Hoes who fuck for things, not sluts who fuck because of things. Hoe is such a cool word to say, many people confuse the two. Unlike a slut, a Hoe isn’t going to fuck a guy because she think he’s cute or is driving something nice, she’s going to fuck him because she’s getting broken off with something of value.

So we have a Savvy Hoe in this corner she’s cute, knows how to accentuate her positives, and bait men. In the other corner, we have a Classy Lady. She thinks she’s classy because she has morals and doesn’t care what a man has, only if he’s nice to her. Our Classy Lady meets a guy, starts to talk to him daily on the phone, and after a week this feels real because the nigga has game. Classy Lady wants to see her new boo, and keeps asking when they’re going to go on a date. The guy is too busy to go out to dinner and a movie, but she can come over anytime after work. Maybe she shouldn’t go over his house this early in a relationship, she’s classy, but they talk everyday and it feels like she’s known him forever. She promises herself she’s going to stay classy and not do anything sexual with him. HA! So the classy lady goes over the guy’s house to chill. Maybe she fucks him, maybe she doesn’t, but 9 out of 10 times, it’s already a wrap because once a guy knows you’re a “Come Over And Chill” girl he’s going to have you coming over all the time until he smashes. You’ll meet his family, spend time in-between sex talking about life, dropping hints about a relationship you want to be in, and you’ll think it’s going somewhere. Once he smashes and gets his fill of your cheap pussy that he didn’t have to work for, he’ll get busy again. Watch him make an excuse as to why you can’t come over this week, and a few weeks after that the only communication comes in the form of half ass text messages. The Classy Lady just got GOT.

The Hoe on the other hand isn’t thirsty for love; she’s more concerned with getting in his pocket than getting a boyfriend. The Hoe meets the same guy, but she’s not going to come over and chill with him, she’s going to tell him (Hoes always tell, never ask) to meet her at some swanky restaurant, she’s going to eat and drink, play with his dick in the car, then leave while he’s hard. The guy’s turned on, she touched his dick on the first date, so in his “I’m a pimp” mind he’s confident he can fuck shorty the next time. That entire first date was a bait to get this nigga open, in the words of Andre 3 Stacks, “These Hoes Are Smart…” Homie tries to get her to chill at the crib, but again the Hoe avoids the basic bitch house date, and continues to get him out in public where she can spend his money and do her Trick research to see if homeboy is cashing out or in the struggle. If he has a few dollars then she’ll keep seeing him, fuck his brains out after she gets a pair of shoes or a bag, and see what else she can get with her Pussy MasterCard. The catch is she’s secretly doing the same shit with one or two other potential sponsors, auditioning these niggas until she hits the jackpot. If he’s a broke dude, she’ll keep the pussy, stop answering his calls and move on to the next dude who’s holding, hurting his ego and breaking his heart because this trick thought he had her open. Hoes are the reason men fear $200 dates and run the opposite direction when a girl asks, “can you get my hair done” because they probably got took or knows a few dudes who got took by Hoes. Don’t think because some Hoes are winning that you should follow that lifestyle, little ghetto boys shouldn’t drop out of school and try to become Tony Montana, and frustrated girls shouldn’t close their heart and start hoeing—few are built for that life. However keep one thing in the back of your mind when thinking about Hoes—Value. A Hoe knows her value, it may be a ratchet ass Juicy Couture bag or it may be a condo on South Beach, either way she got something. A real lady of class has to know her worth too, not the worth of her pussy, but the worth of her heart. It all starts with courting and how a man treats you on that first date…