Soul Food

I'm laying my lazy ass on the sofa this morning watching another old movie. Today's feature is Soul Food. It's a decent flick, but it covers so many subjects, there isn't time to delve deeply into any of them. I guess it's basically a chocolate chick flick in the vain of the Gone With the Wind of the genre, Waiting to Exhale. And don't get me started on THAT bucket of fish guts. That movie single-handedly did more to set back relations between black men and women than slavery, the DL and "wait -- not the hair" combined. They should round up every copy of that movie made for man-haters and dump them into a blast furnace! What am i doing watching this crap anyway? I should be packing or running or something. I can't stand a lazy ass, no account, trifling brother and when I manage to get up offa this couch, I'm gonna go find one and tell him so. Why isn't my wife up fixing me some damn breakfast?