My Little Debo

So things have been going well with me and my daughter.. she's been opening up and asking me for things and we're really getting along well. Most recently we had a little incident with my cell phone that I just had to share with my blog family...

Last weekend I'm sitting in the Blogadelphia chat room (hence the reason why my lazy behind ain't posted in a min - but I digress...) So as I'm sitting there chopping it up, my cell phone rings.. it's a blocked number and normally I don't answer these, but something told me.. hell it's the weekend if a bill collector is calling today they might get cursed out...



So I answer my phone and I hear an angelic voice on the other end.. the little girl asks for my daughter (the teenager) and I politely let her know "Sweetie she's not here.. she's with her dad this weekend, but I'll be sure to let her know you called..."

Then it happened...

The gutter butt trollup began to speak in a language I know I've heard before.. she says "You tell that hoe (did she just call my child a hoe???) that I said she need to leave my man alone or she is gonna get f*cked up come Tuesday.....

(yeah I know ya'll all speechless.. so was I for about 2.2 seconds..)

Then I told the little pissy tailed heffa "Do you know who the F*CK you talking tooo? This is her MOTHER!!"

Lil milk behind the ears trick proceeds to tell me "I don't give a f*ck who you are..."

So as I curse her out and hang up the little heffa calls back again and again.. each time I'm seod'ing my phone and dialing my daughter. After I get the lowdown from her (she can't believe somebody just lost the muhfuggin minds on the phone with her mama) I tell her I think I know who it is... none of her friends have my celly number, but I recall a day when I thought I was dialing her cousin and misdialed to another lil heffa...

So my daughter and I put two and two together and Tuesday finally arrives... my daughter stares old girl in the face the whole day when normally she speaks to my child... (looking suspect...) and never says a word... My daughter figures if it's gonna be some funk she would act, but since old girl ain't talking she feels the guilty pattern...

Hence the entire reason for this post (had to give you some background on it)

Yesterday I get a call from the lil gal and she is profusely apologizing on my voice mail. Saying it wasn't her and she would never ever do something like that... uh huh

So I save the voicemail for my daughter to hear when she gets home.. But if I tell you my daughter was standing there next to the heffa the whole time like she De Bo'ing that girl..


WHAT YOU GOT ON MY MAMA APOLOGY FOOL???

*so dead and buried... rides to heaven squeakin on a lil tricycle*