Are you a fuck boy?

Insert this shameless selfie (lmao) and let’s talk about this new but very old phemnom that’s sweeping the world. 

Fuck boys.. first of all what is this and how do you know you are one or in the presence of one. 

Well one of urban dictionary descriptions goes as such: 

A Fuckboy is the type of guy who does shit that generally pisses the population of the earth off all the time. He will also lead girls on just for hookups, says hes really into you but doesn’t want to deal with all the “relationship bullshit” just to fuck you. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but pretends to be really nice. He also does really fucked up shit and then complains about people who do the same old shit as him. once a fuckboy always a fuckboy, because fuck boys ganna be fuckboys.”

I myself am still getting hip to the apparent many different definitions but it boils down to being and asshole.. I think Trump is a fuck boy by that definition. 

This however isn’t limited to the male species there are fuck girls as well and urban dictionary touches on this:

Typically a girl who says she’ll always be there but will leave when the relationship gets hard.


She will think she is always right. A true fuck girl will throw your past and flaws in your face to make her look good. She will not see you for you now and believe what others say. But a true fuck girl will find a new man fast because typically beautiful and will flaunt him to get a reaction. A girl like this won’t ask for anything from a anyone just to keep her with a clean record to throw back at you later. It’s hard to spot these girls But if you are feeling unwanted and she shows no effort of change is a good sign. Along with calling mostly every male a fuckboy.”


So it’s pretty open to interpretation but I don’t THINK I’m a fuck boy lol I’m definitely an asshole however I don’t lead women into relationship for sex. 

But are you a fuck boy/girl?

The science of Sincear

They say nothing last forever and I learned that the hard way in 2016. The relationship with my son mother ended and it drove me insane. 

Alas here I am standing strong still loving my twin 

 


Still working and living but it is what it is. 

Happy mfking New Year I think this is my first blog of 2017 and way overdue.So many plans and goals for this year I’m going to travel and enjoy myself I’ll be back with more stuff music, and movies, current events and trolling president Orange. 

#Litty2017

#NotMySanta

Tis’ the season right?
Let’s get straight to it shall we? 
I had to be no younger than 9 maybe 8 when I found out Santa wasn’t real I wanted the RC race car from Toy Story.

To no avail mfer… to no avail.

Santa can shove it in his ho ho ho.

But really tho the holidays are for the children, I’m not sure why some people are so hell bent on taking away children’s innocence I mean who cares if your kid thinks a fat white man breaks into your house at night and doesn’t take anything in fact he leaves gifts for you. Being a kid is about being naive and having fun can we just sit back and enjoy the holidays grab a cup of spiked eggnog and watch the kids open gifts.

That’s what I’ll be doing. 

Who has the power now?

So this week this isn’t really about my son but more about being a parent in general, I believe I said in a previous blog that I been working with kids for a while I recently started doing that again but for the first time I’m working with middle school kids. I’m usually working with pre k to first grade or high school teens. 

But maaaaaaan these 5th-8th graders are something else.

The class I’m in is 5th and 6th graders who curse, fight, disrespect their teachers and talk about sex… yes SEX at 11 years old.

I was talking to my brother the other day and we agreed we were pretty bad in middle school but never was talking about sex in the 5th grade.

This made me wonder who’s teaching these kids or I should say not teaching them. I mean the teacher can tell them she’s going to call home and simply they will respond “I DON’T CARE” bruh in 5th grade at 11 the last thing I wanted was a call home.

I think and this is just my opinion, the media has played a part in making our kids not afraid of us. We aren’t allowed to discipline them in any way without fear child services will step in and take them also I think a lot of parents are too busy trying to be a friend instead of a parent with their child. I believe in spare the rod spoil the child but it’s not really about fear but more about having respect for me and himself, have enough respect to not act a fool and I won’t have to correct your behavior.

How can you even tell?

8 months 1 day when this post is made public (on wineandwhiskey2.com 🔌🔌🔌)

That’s how long I’ve been a father but for the past few months I been told I’m a good/great dad. Of course I’m inclined to agree but how do you know? What is the good parent thing measured by?

Most people only see what I post of him on social media but is that all it takes before someone assumes that you’re good to a child?

Not by choice but I grew up most of my life without my dad (I was in foster care) so how am I supposed to know what a good parent even does.

I mean I have these impulses to take care of my son but am I doing that because I’m a good dad?

Is it checking on him at night?

Or playing with him during the day?

Teaching him (we’re getting there) how to say Momma and Dada?

Helping him crawl or walk?

I mean as I said before I think I am a good parent and me and my father actually have a relationship now he might not have been the most influential person in my life but I hope something I learned from him translates me into a great parent.

Not on my watch? (What is a playdate)

I literally had to look up the definition of a play date. 

This is what I found on wiki 

Play date or playdate is an expression primarily used in the US for an arranged appointment for children to get together for a few hours to play.[1] It should not be confused with dating as there is not an implied romantic component to it.

Play dates have become common because the work schedules for busy parents, along with media warnings about leaving children unattended, prevent the kind of play that children of other generations participated in. Play dates are also arranged by destinations that feature child-friendly programs likemuseumsparks, or playgrounds. The intention of a play date is to give children time to interact freely in a less structured environment than other planned activities might provide. Play dates are different from organized activities or scheduled sports, because they are not usually structured. Play dates are becoming part of the vernacular of popular culture and form a part of children’s “down time”. Most parents prefer children to use these hours to form friendships by playing with other children either one-on-one or within small groups. When children are very young, most parents stay for the play date and use the time to form their own friendships and parental alliances.”

I was definitely one of those people who had confused it with actual dating or like arranged baby spouses lol and even though Zay is a boy I wasn’t with the shits. Of course after looking up several definitions I can get down with that I wonder if there’s a age like start when you’re supposed to have your kids “play dating”

Either way it’ll be interesting to see I’m not sure if they let him in daycare but I haven’t seen Zay actually play with another baby he had a brief moment with his older infant cousin in NY but that’s about it. Just some new daddy thoughts.

What are you thankful for?


It’s the old question asked every single year on Thanksgiving. What are you thankful for?

2016 has been a very up and down year for me and maybe one day I’ll get into more details as to why but I’m mostly thankful for Isaiah’s mother.

I’m not sure why but since the age of about 19-20 I wanted kids and not without trying it just never happened. This year I was blessed to have a beautiful healthy baby boy who I adore and I’m thankful for his mother for allowing us to have a union and create such a wonderful child.

Baby Zay is going on 8 months old he was born 6 weeks early and was 4Lb even but that hasn’t stopped him from being the busiest little man ever, already trying to walk and he just got crawling down he cracks me up with his big eyes and big smile he’s just a happy baby I’m thankful to be his father.