Got Milk?

Got Milk?

This past weekend I held a dinner party where I invited several of my friends. There were a total of 16 of us (about half the group was single and the other half was coupled up). Because I had some folks in town from the east coast, I decided against going out and instead we all got together to eat, discuss, life, and shoot the breeze. While I can throw down a little in the kitchen, I must give a special shout to my home-girl Brittany from New Orleans who is a beast in the kitchen. After getting full off gumbo, rice and beans, catfish, and greens, we started discussing everything from Barack’s winning of the Nobel Peace Prize to a poll of how many sisters have actually bought and read Steve Harvey’s book—Act Like a Lady Think Like a Man. Surprisingly, all of the females admitted they had either read or at least got the 411 from their girlfriends about the scoop on the book. And this is when things got interesting.

My friend Nicole, not one to hold her tongue, basically was like, “guys stop trippin’…we read the book and yes Steve Harvey was right—women should wait 90 days for the cookie.” Let’s just say my boyz started laughing and the girls were like, “tell it….tell it, girl.” Being the host and somewhat wanting to get a good discussion going, I couldn’t resist by asking my boy Ant (who is not only very outspoken but tends to be quite the ladies man) to shed his male perspective on this cookie theory.

Ant, not one to shy down, basically was like, “look…you females can listen to Steve if you want to, but the reality is that guys are getting cookies, always have been, and always will be regardless of your self-proclaimed 90 day theory.” Ant was like, “just call me the Cookie Monster.” Half the ladies were like, “come on Ant…you’re crazy, we all know you make guys wait 90 days because they respect you more.” The other half were like, “we do what we have to do to play the roll.” As Sharon said, “we’re good girls as she winked her eye and then started high-fiving her girls in the room.” Ant was like, “that’s funny…dating a girl for 90 days without sex is like a milkless cow. Yeah, yeah….I know your milk will be there in 90 days but guess what…while you’re trying to leave us thirsty there are plenty of cows that need milking. So please excuse me…I’m off to the dairy farm.” And with that, he LITERALLY left. The ladies were dumbfounded. He sent me a text later, saying that he met a young thing at the bar, and, indeed, quenched his thirst.

The conversation went back and forth that night but a question Ant asked continued to linger in my mind: “so during those 90 days when I can’t be a cookie monster with you, is it okay for me to snatch a couple of crumbs from someone else’s jar?” Hmmm…ladies, what say you?

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