The year was 2009. I was newly divorced and didn't have much experience in the dating world. I dated my exhusband when I was 17 so all this was a new world to me.
Internet dating. I'm sure we've all done it before, but now thanks the Nev and Max I'm sure we don't trust it anymore.
Anyway I engaged in a Facebook flirtation with a well known local rapper here in my city. He was cool as hell conversation was nice and so I wanted to meet him. Problem was that he had moved to Jacksonville Florida with his mom. He did say he comes back here from time to time so it wasn't an issue. We made plans for him to come up and visit me one weekend. He said he was gonna drive and it would take him like 12 hours. I call periodically and check on him. Last we talked he was in bowling green Kentucky. He calls back and said his mama burned down his kitchen and he had to turn around and drive back.
Ok his mom is elderly so maybe it did happen.
The next time he's gonna drive up to see me, but he gotta stop in for business in Atlanta. Supposedly he's working on a deal to do a song for EA sports. Great make your money playa. I don't hear from him the rest of the weekend. He got locked up in Atlanta for smoking a blunt in the car. So he's had some bad luck.
He supposedly got locked up in Atlanta twice more so next time I suggest since you can always make it to Atlanta let's just meet there and hang out.
I rented a car and head out. He said he was getting an oil change and was heading out also. I'm calling and calling no answer and I'm halfway there. As I pull into Georgia he calls back.
Apparently his car stopped on him at the Florida/Georgia border a few hours ago and he's getting it towed home. Playa you couldn't had told me that BEFORE I got on the road.
Now I'm suspicious everytime we supposed to hang out he flakes. Something always happens. Now we had separate rooms in seperate hotels in Georgia so I coulda still went, but this is before I had friends there. Now I have so many friends there I sneak into town cause I can't see everybody.
Anyway I demand he give me his address and book me a room in his city. I'm halfway there anyway. I plug his address in my gps and head out. I get to his place and now I see why he didn't want to meet me.
He is using pictures on his Facebook that he took from 2005. It's 2009. He's like 600lbs heavier. He looks like an overweight Gary Coleman and not the sex symbol that's in the pictures he rotates on his profile.
Atleast I got to go to the beach lol.
After I quit talking to him he actually moved back to Louisville where everyone said they couldn't believe he gotten that big. He now uses current photos on his Facebook.
I'll give you a hint who he is. He wrote the song Louisville's football team used when Petrino was the coach. There ya have it folks. The original catfish. I won't ever again agree to a date with someone I met on Facebook regardless of how many mutual friends we have!!!!!
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