Life Lessons I learned as A Cheerleader: (Lesson 2) You have to SHOW UP to SHOW OUT

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Life Lessons I learned as a Cheerleader (Lesson 1) YOU MUST KNOW THE ROUTINE!

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My Diary is Pink and my Journal is Blue

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Tuesday, May 13, 2014

How to "Get" Coochie on Facebook?



A couple of weeks ago, I took to Facebook to vent about a circulating article that endearingly

referenced a young woman in a drunken coma who was sexed by some strange dude. When

she awoke from her coma with cum-dripping confusion, this stranger insisted he had used a

condom Much later, she found find out she had contracted HIV from her sexer.

Ironic, when one of the top pop songs right now is "Drunk in Love.” For the average "Single

Lady" that ain't what you want. Let the ladies married to millionaires with security have that one

Boo-Boos. Otherwise, you might end up with

"HIV-Infested cum, infested cum...

Baby rolling all down your tongue and a piece of a million bucks

You gets none, you gets none”

When I took to Facebook to vent my passivity above all passivity, the stories of nasty-ding dong-
having suckers continued to fill my feed. First, there was the married, Facebook lady hunter,

who wooed women to bed only to share later that he had HIV. Now, there is this "Drunk In Cum"


The only thing I wrote, the ONLY thing that MATTERS, is that

"Nobody cares about your coochie, but you."

 By yourself? Watch yourself? I mean, really…don't get all drunk in the club, unless, like I

mentioned earlier, you have your husband, life partner, significant other, “main” boo thang or

whoever you know will definitely have your back, to take you home for some watermelon.

These guys are dirty, trifling, and all they want to do is f...k. As an HIV prevention advocate,

I see the numbers rising with each report. There are more and more cases of HIV, historic

numbers of chlamydia cases, more gonorrhea infection, and syphilis infections are up 11%.

(Just FYI, according to the CDC’s Sexually Transmitted Disease Prevention Division, the rise in

syphilis infections is “entirely attributable to men.”)

Further, I am still single, so I know first-hand that the last thing any guy, rich or poor, is thinking

about is using a condom. The rich guy “forgot them” and the broke guy “thought you got them”

because, you know, “…the way my account is set up…”

My Facebook buds are a pretty diverse bunch. So, when someone, (actually a former boss --

red face me) posed the question... "What is a coochie?" I offered a “LOL” and immediately went

to Google. Part of me thought my mommy brain forgot how to properly use slang, but thankfully

I didn't. So ahem, without further ado, a "coochie", according to Wikipedia is:

Sexually suggestive slang from the Southern United States, referring to the vagina.

Also, a slang descriptor often used in relation to a belly dance or wiggling as in "Coochie

It may trace back to a song at the 1893 Chicago World's Fair performed by a dancer

named Little Egypt and was filmed in 1896 by Thomas Edison for the Coochee Coochee

Dance film short. The song was created by Sol Bloom.

After the sexually provocative dance became wildly popular during and after the World's

Fair, the term "hoochie coochie man" came to refer to someone who either watched the

performer(s) or ran the show. Alternatively, from the directly sexual meaning of hoochie

coochie, he (a “hoochie coochie man”) greatly enjoyed sexual intercourse.

The erotic dancing was popular in film booths and was a precursor of the striptease.

One explanation of the etymology attributes it to the French word coucher, meaning to

No matter how we say it, our “prize pearl” belongs to us. So, if we want to follow pop music’s

example, here is the "Beehive" formula to keep your coochie safe from being "Drunk in Cum.”

Follow the song-script carefully…there is a method to the madness.

1. Can he pay your “Bills, Bills, Bills”?..... Since he keeps talkin’bout your body is sooooo

2. “Bootylicious”!….. He can (and did). So ya'll became

3. “Bonnie and Clyde”….. You whispered in his ear, “Let me…”

4. “Upgrade U”….. Both of you fell

6. “Put a Ring on It” ….. You put on a

7. “Freakum Dress” ..... So he could get the/So ya’ll could go to the

8. “Kitty Kat”/”Party”….. Because

9. “That’s How You Like It” … When you are

So before we get too drunk and give up the coochie, double check if you missed a song.

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