The Weekly Rap

Weekly Rap, March 3, 2009

The surgery went smoothly, but I stood once pain subsided
And promptly hit the floor cause now my top is all lopsided
I got a fancy halter with a boob sewn to the top

But now I live in terror of a large resounding pop
And Jason didn't get it when I said I must weigh in!
And yes, ain't it amazing what I'll do to keep so thin?



Weekly Rap, February 13, 2009

So things may get quite hairy, or perhaps they'll be more bald.
I've always had this humor so don't act like you're appalled.
I have no love for pity and I'll call you on it quick.
Don't think about my body, it's my RAP that's really sick!

Weekly Rap, January 28, 2009

Sheila talked to Wendy cuz she's less a friend more sistah.
She said, "It's been awhile and baby girl I've really missed ya.
“So lately I've been stressed because instead of feeling frumpy...
I got it on in private and found out I'm somewhat lumpy.”

Weekly Wrap, January 21, 2009

The lady had a shady so she checked it in a scan.
She got a lousy answer from the doc, you know, a man.
It wasn't what she hoped for, no it wasn't the right ansa.
The dude he said the wrong thing when he said it was the canca

About the author:
Wendy (close friend to Sheila) is the woman behind The Weekly Rap. Here is her back story (in her own words). Wendy is your typical white rapper from a bad ass Twin City suburb in Minnesota - a 38 year old single-never-married (shut up) grandmother who lives with two cats (shut up). A healthcare technology sales rep by day, she spends her evenings teaching boot camp classes and knitting (shut up). Her personal philosophy can be summed up with a single phrase: If the shoe fits, buy it in every color.