Right about now I am thinking Roger Bobb is really regretting saying on camera that Demetria is “his lady”… or whatever he said. Sometimes all the lies, manipulations and bizarre edits of the episodes makes things too ridiculous to bother discussing. This is one of those times. But it’s Thursday, a slow day, and Demetria’s blog deserves a look just to see her, um, writing style.
This blog reads as even more dishonest than a typical Phaedra blog. First of all, an on again off again relationship over the course of 8 years where you randomly number the random girls “your man” sees using the number 673 indicates to me, that you are probably just random girl #245, #312, #314, #315 and #809. Despite Roger Bobb’s on camera acknowledgement, I don’t believe these two had a relationship that was any different than the other 672 “relationships he had simultaneously. Demetria, in this week’s blog, seems hell bent on convincing us that she and Roger Bobb are in a relationship. But I’m just not buying it. Didn’t Demetria say on the show that she was dating Roger Bobb at the time the smurfette was banging him??
Also we all know the sex party was AFTER the Puerto Rico trip, so this wasn’t a case of meeting and getting to know the other girls. Anyway…. click through to read Demetria’s version and tell me what you think.
That was fun, huh? LOL!
I went to Kandi’s sexy party in an effort to get to know these ladies a bit better, relax, and enjoy a Kandi Koated Night…and 2-year-old tea gets spilled by random girl #673 hoping for a cameo?! I actually feel bad for her. You need that light so badly that you’d openly confess that your shining moment came from being on your back?! Girl! Never again admit to being a sock (Definition: Something to keep his stuff warm during the cold moment of a break up).
I have made it known that Roger and I have been in (and out) of our relationship over the span of 8 years. “Blue’s Clues” happened when we were not together.
What he does when we are not together is not my concern and vice versa. The only issue I had was why this old tea was spilling on Kandi’s carpet in front of all these people, most of whom I am just getting to know. I couldn’t understand why this temp from 2 years ago, who claims to be in a fulfilling relationship, felt that needed to be shared in that way. But there we sat.
There are levels to being a woman. In me, there’s the Chick (cool, fun, sexy), the Lady (classy, sophisticated), and then there’s that B (definition not necessary). See, the way my B is set up, once she’s on deck, that’s it. There’s no filter, pity, or returning from that. I tried to be the Chick and the Lady that I am through that whole thing, but at that moment B knocked Chick and Lady out the way and raced to the front of my mouth! So I felt the best thing to do was graciously get up and leave. Beyonce said it best: “Of course some sh– might go down when it’s a billion dollars on an elevator.” My relationship with my mogul has them coming for me, honey! LOL! But me and that Roger Bobb, we’re good!