***** Admin Note *****
I want to welcome and introduce Slim Jackson. He writes over at Three Ways to Take It and has decided to bless us with posts, we’re still banging out (pause) the details, but I figured everyone would eventually get tired become over stimulated with my compelling writing … so time to bring on other poignant SBMs.  Enjoy
– SBM
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In the world where people can see my face and not just an avatar or alias, I carry a lot of female friends. Yes, I’m the exception to the rule. I’m the sexy heterosexual male that has a lot (pronounced 3-4) of platonic relationships. Seriously though, there’s no touchy touchy feely feely.

I’m the relationship counselor and adviser for many a woman trying to understand a dude, get a dude, lose a dude, or outwit a dude. I’m also the dude tryna stop other dudes from effin up and ended up stalked or in a court room. But sometimes, there’s a conflict of interest. Even while trying to be a good friend to my platonic lady friends, I recognize the Man Laws out there and try to avoid committing crimes of Hate on my brethren. Nobody wants to be the snake-@ss pillow talkin herb (remember that word?) that always seems like he’s hating just so he can get some bunz. I went to school with those type of dudes and I remember how much I wanted to chop them in the throat. Example:

“I’m tellin’ you. He’s been slidin with chicks recklessly. I seen him and his boys runnin a train in the basement after the party last week. He’s not good for you (But I am)”

Now I’d never actually say this about a dude unless I blatantly disliked him. At the same time, I wouldn’t let a good lady friend jump onto a gigantic piece bed of nails. So perhaps I’d say something more along the lines of:

“A lot of girls like dude. Are you sure you wanna deal with that?”

If she doesn’t get the slight hint, then she may have to be on her own…unless I heard a rumor that he’s burning up wit the Bumpy Johnson. But yeah, there are some things I can’t help a chick with regardless of how good a friend she is. One of those things is helping her find a man. It’s just a conflict all around. If I introduce her to any of the dudes I know, she’ll most likely end up angry at me cuz she got some Vitamin D and none of the residual (long term relationship) benefits. If she’s lucky, she’ll get a few good O’s. Then again, we all know how tough that can be for you women folk. I digress though. Point is that the dude will be salty at me cuz now he has to deal with awkward conversations explaining why he doesn’t want anything more with shorty that a Sexual Eruption. She’ll be salty cuz I set her up for failure like a bad coach or teacher. If it’s some other random dude I pointed her to, I’ll have to solve all their issues going forward until they burn each other’s house down. I don’t want a part of any of that.

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So in the wonderful world of blogging, I’ll continue to advise, offer opinions, and play internet matchmaker for those risky enough. But in the real world (ladies and sometimes gents), don’t ask me to help you find a significant other. I’ll find an excuse to avoid you until you wanna talk about sumthin else.

– Slim “I’ll help you break up with your significant other but won’t help you find one” Jackson