How Come-General Part 3...

[KittyKat]

Originally posted by SweetestDiva:
How come you prolly felt like cranking because you saw Morris?

How come Morris always makes me want to crank?

How come I'm doing everything within my natural power to get to H-Town this weekend to see Morris at the Palace?

How come I want one of my friends from Houston to come get me so I don't have to drive because I don't like to?

How come he agreed but doesn't understand why I want to see this man?

How come he almost died when he met P. Diddy last week and called me from the store where he was signing autographs so I could talk to him?

How come I was in the shower?

How come I can hear P. Diddy on my answering machine saying, "She ain't there?"

How come I got excited even though I don't like him at all and refuse to erase the message?

How come he took pictures with him and Puff is just unbelievably bony?

How come I haven't had some good crankin' in such a long time that I'm lible to forget?
How come I'm with Sweetest Diva (all the way) about wanting to crank when you see Mr. Morris, Jr.?
How come Morris is just about the finest thing ever put on this earth?
How come I'M DYING TO KNOW where, when, how, and what for he's going to be in Houston?
How come my co-worker is a hick and keeps talking to me about his divorce, and why illegal immigrants are bad for the country?
How come I've had to "tell him what time it is" at least 2 or 3 times this week?
How come he didn't make it past high school, and it shows?
How come he always tells me how he "could never go to college!"
How come all he needs to do is pick up some books, and he would be alright?
How come I pray that God may one day impart some knowledge upon him?
How come He works in mysterious ways, because we are both learning by talking to one another?
How come I can't wait to go home, work out, and start taking my braids out?
How come I feel so special today?
How come I finally posted some how comes?