Question to the Ladies that Tell: WTF?

We all know Tiger was wrong. Infidelity shouldn't be explained away, applauded, looked past or disregarded simply because you are the best at anything you do (Micheal Jordan being the exception . . . come on Juanita . . .come on Son . . . it's MJ.). It's wrong and those who participate in such activity should be shunned (and taken to the bank in divorce court . . . remember it's cheaper to keep her! Blues Version here - Country Version here).

And his wife should perhaps be applauded for taking matters into her own hands (if the story is true). There's no better way for a woman to let a man know she's hurt than to beat down on his vehicle. And beat down she did.

But my question to the ladies who enter these affairs . . . knowingly . . . is, What the Fizzuck are you doing putting your exploits on blast like that?

Now I pardon those women who are lied to from the beginning, not told about the wife, start banging dude and fall in love while ignoring the fact that you see him only once a week, for the same amount of time and only at your crib and notice that he has two cell phones for only one of which you have the number to. . . dumbass!, only to find out that he's got a family on the other side of town. You didn't know (yea right!). Revenge may be due. But I'm not talking about you.

I'm talking about you low down, I've always wanted to do the horizontal limbo with a star, yes I know he's married with kids, but I think i've got the magic vajayjay type of bust down (bust down defined here for you non Chi-Towners)! You're despicable. You give cheaters a bad name. 31 months you've been bumping uglies in discrete hotels around the nation and now you want to come clean? That's not your role! You knew your role . . . from the beginning. You signed up for it! Matter of fact . . . you should be taken to court for a breach of verbal contract.

You can clammor all you want about Tiger's responsibility in the matter and you are 100% correct, but dude wasn't lying . . . to you at least. He can't. HE'S F'IN TIGER WOODS! If you've ever used Gillete, Nike, Buick, Wheaties, Played PS3, wear a TAG watch, had a damn Gatorade . . . you know dude was locked up, married, with a hot wife! KNOW YOUR ROLE!

So to all you attention seeking, money grabbing, scum of the earth cheating ass heffa's. Understand you're Sam Bowie to MJ. You may have been the number one pick (for the night) . . . but you'll never be his MJ!

Tramp.