By George, I think I've got it!

Alright, why do good girls like bad guys?

I like bad guys. Let me tell you why:

Bad guys have that middle finger to the world attitude, but they cool with it. They don't hold grudges, they don't talk about getting revenge, they don't need to. Because they already know how it's going down.

Bad guys are tatted up- I would lose my mind for a couple of tats, you hear me?

Bad guys are ripped for no reason. Running from the law will do that to you, like my almost-man. I hope he hid that shotgun.

Bad guys go to church! Yes I said it. The Bible is law for the bad guy, they know that scripture back to front and back again. And yet still, trouble manages to find them, making the good girls' lives so much more interesting.

Bad guys know how to get what they want. By any means necessary. Enough said.

Good girls want bad guys for the excitement, knowing that the new day will bring some type of interruption of everything. You know like my almost - relationship that ended abruptly due to some unforeseen jail time, that I had absolutely nothing to do with, mind you.

Good girls want the bad guy to balance them out so that they can learn the tell-tale signs when their man is messing up. Like my almost - relationship that ended abruptly due to the fact that he decided that he didn't want me talking to guys around him and I had to lay down law, with a quickness.

Good girls want that guy that is going to take them to new places. This will not be expounded upon.

In the end however, the good girl has to grow up and the bad guy eventually turns into the good guy with a scarred past or dead, but I'm hoping for the first option. The good girl gets tired of the bad guys after a while, and finally finds another good guy with a scarred past, and they accept each other for who they are, and they go on to have a blessed relationship, a hot and kinky marriage, and kids who grow up wondering why daddy be looking at momma like that. I'm just saying.

Good girls like bad guys, or just good guys with a bad past who don't equate resourcefulness with ghetto but also knows the difference between a shrimp fork and a salad fork. And can read Poe next to Pac. And know when I wanna fight or wanna be romantic, or fight while being romantic, a la Mr. and Mrs. Smith. I'm just saying.

Yes I am a good girl. Yep, yep, yep. It probably explains why I end up with bad guys. Yep, yep, yep. Ain't my type of hype, (courtesy of Full Force - or the bad guys from House Party - who look like NWA but sing like 112 or something). But in reality I like bad guys who grow up into good guys. That would be the case. Or good guys with a bad streak, as long as that bad streak isn't abusive because then I'd turn into Lorena Bobbitt or somebody strange. Maybe Angela Bassett in waiting to exhale. I shall not be moved... easily. I'm too fat.

The key issue: why do good girls like bad guys? JUXTAPOSITION (and by that I do NOT mean 69, your nasty arse).

'Tis All.