I cried with my mother died. I also cried when my home burned down. I cried with my God-Son was born. I cried when I broke up with my last girlfriend. Also, when I finally moved out from my father's house (a house that we financially shared), he cried over that. I guess none of us are "REAL MEN". PEACE
DAPZ, brother! I know the feelin'!(smile!) I also know what it's like to weep when I couldn't control my anger, and got fired from a job... I, also, know what it's like to weep when I CONTROLLED my anger, and a fool continued to live on, and I didn't have to go to jail because of it... I also know how some of you women who think like this, raised your sons, and that YOU shouldn't be surprised one day when he does something to his wife or girlfriend behind it... YOU are as much RESPONSIBLE for his behavior as he is... REMEMBER THAT behind all of you damned snickering, o.k.? Peace! Isaiah