Pysdauf? Gneau! Pysdon!

I'm fuch a sucking fucker.

Self-containment remains out of reach. Ugh! I can't even blame the Universe this time in some lofty reach for grandiosity. This shit's solely on my shoulders.

You sits the fuck down and you shuts the fuck up!

My turn...

I need food and sleep.

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• Counsel ≠ console. When I feel like being fussed at, I’ll let YOU know.

• If it ain’t important enough for you to leave a message, it ain’t important.

• Yes…I am!

• STFU! I got the mic!   <==

• ‘Heck’ is as much of a cuss word as ‘hell’. Stop fooling yourself. They’re both used as modifiers. You think that changing a couple letters is gonna fool God when the communicative thought is the same? “Bloody” is a cuss word in some places. “Puta” is foul in certain languages. “Scheisse” is in still others.  Since you censor your language, censor your thinking. Otherwise, you’re just wasting time.

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Happy anniversary to my parents! 42 years and they're still together. I love and appreciate the example of commitment that they've set for me.

Bilal

It is almost impossible to find all the tracks to the 1st Born Second CD in a format that can be shared. This was another classic R&B effort largely slept on by the (m)asses.

Game! Blouses!

I annoy myself when I don't listen to me.

Re:The Flow...

" Reply #8 on: September 22, 2002, 02:47:46 AM »

It would take an aggressive woman to interest me. I'm not even tryna hear "no" or "I like you for a friend, but..." ever again in life.

Re:The Flow...

" Reply #12 on: October 3, 2002, 12:59:23 AM »

This is the day the earth stood still!

Klaatu verada nikto, muhfukkaz!

I'm not ready for another 'anything'. There's entirely too much free-floating chaos entangled in my lifeline.

Ideally, one adult is not responsible for another's emotional well-being. Reality, being the bastard that it is, often makes one the focus of another's attentions. Having empathy above the level of a paramecium's puts you in the position of either having to be an asshole or responding to that person's demands, requests or desires. The scary/irritating thing about this is that once you start responding, you normally are expected to CONTINUE responding to suit.

Don't feel so put upon, though! You do the same thing to somebody else.

It's weird...women either like me for a friend or they wanna be my "person-to-call-in-case-of-emergency". That whole "fuckbuddy" concept just ain't happening, apparently.

Three Things...

08/21/2006 08:20:59

Three PHYSICAL Things about the Opposite Sex that Appeal to You:

1. Unconscious Femininity - when she does something thats just SO sensually female without it being a planned or intentional gesture

2. Athleticism - she doesnt have to be She-Ra, but if she can do some things its a plus

3. Reciprocated Attraction - I'm never pining over a woman who likes me for a friend, but...again in life

Country Livin' - Esthero

Country Livin' is one of the best musical efforts of the last 25 years. Everything came together on this CD except for the timing. Esthero should be a bigger name than Lady Gaga, Nicki Minaj and Taylor Swift combined.

Rainy Weather Mellow

Temper Temper

I'm not just the monster under your bed. I'm the beast in your closet. Nigga, I will fuck up your WORLD!

Temper! Temper! Nownow!

I want to wreck shop! I want to break some shit that shouldn't be broke...like somebody's arm. I want to sidestep somebody rushing me and hit them...HARD!!!

I'm sick to fucking death of this world!!! I'm sick of working twice as hard for half the reward. I sick of stupid niggaz and snotty bitches! I'm sick of stupid muthafukkaz being in a position to make their stupid choices achieve relevance! I'm sick of ex-wives and ex-husbands! I'm sick of people agitating me and then looking askance because I'm ready to pull their fucking arms off! I'm sick of not being able to afford training! I'm sick of restraining myself!

Mr. McGee, don't make me angry. You wouldn't LIKE me when I'm angry!



You don't have to worry! What's done is done!
Temper! Temper! Nownow!

eMotion

It's FRIDAY, fuckers!

*sip*

Piss uv da Gawdz!!!

I want...

My immaturity played a good part in the dissolution of my marriage. Two years after the final nail was put into that coffin, I can finally admit this openly. Don't get me wrong, there was a LOT of shit done to me that makes people shake their head and mutter "What the fuck..?" But, she wasn't the only asshole in that matrix of madness.

The difference is: I wanted to fix it. She didn't.

Water under the bridge now, eh? It should be. However, the scars from 17 years of not measuring up to this intangible bar...this standard...set for me have left indelible scars upon my psyche. I didn't even realize this until I started trying to move on.

I did not feel free to be myself for years. The things that I enjoyed got the tsk of disapproval from my ex. After a while, I compensated with a measure of dontgiveafuckededness heretofore unknown to modern man. Meh!

Now, when I sense that feeling of disapproval...when someone acts like I ain't shit because of what I like or what I want...then (*slice*) that's it. My emotional ties to that person sever almost instantly. I'm NEVER going to feel like I felt in those months leading up to my separation & divorce again, if I can help it. Is that wrong? So be it.

D o m e s t i c  S i l e n c e

*thinkin' more on this*

I'm too old to be lovesick. Fuck, man! Fuck...

I want...

OK...That ramble helped. That and the piss uv da gawdz restored apparent equilibrium. Resume the poker face. Get back to that space where I take life as it is rather than how it "should be". Feel what I feel, but give no outward indication.

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Politics suck! Highbrow monkeyshines performed by unintelligent ideologues and megalomaniacal misanthropes who've managed to parlay their madness into a working gig and supported by other fools who don't mind sharing a brain. But, have at it, apes!

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Scooter Store commercials are as goofy as Clapper commercials.

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I'm quick to dumb out, run up in yo' crib with the guns out
Spray your peeps, smack the baby teeth out your son mouth
Who can stop me? I told shorty I'ma shoot you papi
Caught him in the crapper with the clapper;
while he was doin caci
I'll probably die in jail - make it through life and fry in hell
Either way I'ma lead the way, cause only time'll tell
I rhyme for real, not that imaginary vocabulary
I really will stab you and every one of my adversaries
There's no remorse - fuck these thug niggaz, show me the boss
Gimme a hustle worth the risk of goin up North
I love my freedom, and you know I love my bein
So sometimes I gotta get ugh and mug for my per diem
I'll see him in hell, we'll settle it there, better it there
No innocent bystanders to get hit with a spare
Like I really care who catches strays from the Mac
Like I really care who you paid to rap on your track
Nigga you wack - you ain't bringing nuttin for us
I got songs with the Devil and Jesus singin on the chorus
You can't ignore us, nigga you know how we roll
Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole

-Big Punisher, Watch Those Lyrics

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...and, just like that: poof! He's gone...

Ugh! A Perspective on Current American Culture

Restating a rule that should be obvious: It doesn't matter WHO you actually sleep with and the gas situation is irrelevant; if you're a grown-assed man and you own & ride a fucking scooter (in traffic, no less), then you're FUCKING GAY!!! You might as well suck a dick and confirm it. 

Nigga, where's yo' 'stache?!? 

If you shave your head, then grow some facial hair. People need some relief from your unrelenting skull. Plus, that'll keep your head from looking like an oversized penis.

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Chick says she's a "political junkie" and she instantly gets crossed off The List.

MSNBC was unrelentingly White until it came time to discuss the Health Care Law. Then, when it came time to show who's responsible for the law, they trotted out some Congressional jigs, who obligingly made mention of the Civil Rights marches that they took part in with Mart'n Loofa Kang!

This system is so fucking disingenuous! I see why The Bible uses "the sea" when it metaphorically discusses people.

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Whose stupid idea was it that news- and sportscasters stand up in front of the camera? WTF, man? Are we supposed to notice that they have legs and then think that network is groundbreaking?

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2010s Newest Zoological Discovery: If you piss off a fucking WHALE, it just might kill you. Whales eat fucking sharks. Now, Sea World is treating the WHALE like it's crazy. LMAO@that! That fucker just got tired of White girls doing flips off of the tip of his nose. He was in the tank like, "Next one of these bitches that fucks with me is gettin' bit! Watch!" The other whales were like, "You ain't gon' do SHIT!"

I guess he showed them.

When are white folks gonna realize that they're made out of meat and stop playing with superpredators? Here's a general rule for you: ANY time you enter water deeper than your knees, you become part of the food chain. Some antelopes die of old age. That don't make 'em bad asses. That just means that they were faster than the fucker behind 'em. Leave them big assed animals the fuck alone, people.

Black folks die of hypertension, shootings and police beatings. White folks are dying of whale attack and stingray spearings. Roy Horne got fucked up by a tiger.

Michael Vick shoulda claimed self-defense. It's a fucking zoological conspiracy & shit.

LoL@that

...and, ladies, if you REALLY want a man (or, maybe it's: if you want a real man), stop buyin' them li'l assed dogs. They annoy men who don't drink testosterone.

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Somebody please tell me what the fuck is wrong with Gary Busey, DMX, and Gary Coleman.

DMX looked like a shoo-in to win this Battle of the Has Been Urban Artists. He called his dogs ("Where my...dogs..at!!!") and the pack attacked. But, Flava Flav was on the hype tip. He had a hype drink and took a big sip. He stopped time with his big assed clock necklace. Then, he had Red Sonja squirt saline from one of her rebuilt titties into DMX's eye and then decapitate him with her sword. Surprising win for the lower seeded rapper in the March Madness. Tevin Campbell fights Cisco in the next battle.

Todd Bridges decides 30 years after the fact to tell everybody that a dude fucked him in the ass. 

That's why he resorted to robbin' muhfukkaz. He needed a new rubber ring for his chair.

*shrug* Ionno! Maybe it's just me. I mean: I got kicked out of high school for throwing a desk at a dude who shot me in the face with a rubberband. I'm relatively sure that I would have KILLED somebody, if he'd fucked me in my ass.

And, since we're on the subject of anal rape, what do you think is gonna happen to the dude that let the King of Pop croak out when he gets to the big house? They're gonna use that fool as a pelvic trampoline. Do you think he knows that yet?

I don't need gaydar. It doesn't matter WHO a dude sleeps with, it'll never be ME. So, his orientation is irrelevant.

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America's last Vice President SHOT SOMEBODY IN THE GOTTDAMMED FACE! Americans are s'posed to be mad at this one because he said "fuck"? Really?

The right wing's spin doctors KEEP foot-to-Democrat-ass. You gotta give 'em that.

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I'm SICK of people! Can you tell? UGH!!!

Throwdown - This Continuum

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Caught between this great mortal divide
Not quite dead but still not quite alive 

(quite alive)
Now go... into the light
But I can't tell you
The reasons why

I'll never join you there
 I can't face this hell alone
Spiraling through This Continuum

...through this continuum...

....through this continuum

Cheating death ain't what it used to be
Agony is all that's left of me (left of me)
Now go... so far away
Cause I can't bear this
Another day

I'll never join you there

I can't face this hell alone
Spiraling through This Continuum

Time has taken all I've known
Smothering the life I used to love

All I've got is time... (4x)

Spiraling! (3x)

All I've got is time...

All I've got is time...

Spiraling!

(2x)

I can't face this hell alone
Spiraling through This Continuum

Time has taken all I've known
Smothering the life I used to love

In This Continuum 

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I love the way he seems to change gears with his voice. Right after he says, "I'll never join you there" close your eyes and downshift from third to first. Then: Imagine you're driving a high-performance sports sedan on a California coastal road with S-curves. Get it?

Son of a King

Diggy - Made you look Freestyle (Flow Stoopid) from Diggy Simmons on Vimeo.

Diggy comes off like a whiny brat on Run's House...but, he has more flow than a li'l bit, right here.

Rise!

Store-bought attitude and spit,

A sugar-coated piece of shit.

An instant rebel, just add greed.

Another useless commodity.

Broken glass and a broken jaw.

Lies are told in a southern drawl.

Poor-house poverty's your schtick.

The real thing would kill you quick.

Rise, again we will rise.

Rise, again we will rise.

Blood and fire used to fill the night,

Burnt and drowned by our very lives.

You missed a sinking boat by years,

Dollar signs, crocodile tears.

It's over now and long has been,

Those days are gone won't come again.

Another name crossed off the list.

The real thing would kill you quick.

Rise, again we will rise.

Rise, again we will rise.

There's nothing for you to fight against,

You're so unreal it's evident.

You'll never be one of our kind,

This ain't yours, fuck you, don't try.

(This ain't yours, fuck you, don't try) [5x]

This bridge was burnt before you could cross,

You reap the benefits of what's lost.

Go home son, hang your costume up,

A goddamn insult to the rest of us.

A thousand-yard stare across the south,

A fully belly and a lying mouth.

Mamma's boy plays heretic.

The real thing would kill you quick.

Rise, again we will rise.

Rise, again we will rise.

[x2]

Fuck you, don't even try.

Fuck you, your time is nigh.

Fuck you, I've had enough.

Fuck you, your time is up.

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Lamb of God just throws ass up in the air and kicks it.

Can You Walk In These?

OK, check it out! I can't get on Facebook and post links from work. So, Imma share these with you, the heterosexual female consumer.
           
Hawt! I tell you! Hawt!

I was wondering…

• What state do you currently live in?

• Is that the state that you were born & raised in?

• Do you consider yourself "grown & sexy"?

• The color yellow...your thoughts? 

• Since high school graduation, how many fights (fist/knife/gun) have you been in?
• 0
• 1
• 2 or more

• If your mother is alive and somebody told her EXACTLY what you did last weekend, would she be appalled?

• What's the difference between a vitamin & a hormone?

• What did your therapist tell the court about your anger management issues?

• Yes or no, do you like rock music?

• Do your coworkers think you're professional?

• Have you ever awakened and not known where you were? Was it because of injury or inebriation?

• If you could, even at your age, develop superhuman abilities, what would you pick?

• Do you forward inspiration emails? Why?

• Sing, dance, or cook...which do you do best?

• Are you happy?

Audioslave - Moth

 

Thought I was different and it
seems I'm just the same
As a game I put my hand over the flame
I thought I was smarter as I flew into the sun
But it turned out the way it does with everyone

Oh, oh
I don't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burnin', fallin' down so many times before
I don't fly around your fire anymore

I love the heat I love the things that I forgot
I love the strings that tie me down and cut me off
I was a king, I was a moth with
painted wings made of cloth
When did the flame burn so high and get so hot?

Oh, oh
I don't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burnin', fallin' down so many times before
I don't fly around, fly around
Fly around

I don't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burnin', fallin' down so many times before
I won't fly around, fly around

I won't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burnin', fallin' down so many times before
I don't fly around, fly around
Oh
Fly around, oh

Ugly?

I Like:

Bon Ton - El Disco by Skechers

Erika will prob'ly have a palsied fit about this, but I like these for some odd reason.

Hump Day, Fools!

One of my coworkers has this...walk...like Princess Ardala from Buck Rogers. (Did I get in the Wayback Machine or WHAT for that shit?!? I'm fucking amazing. Anyway...)

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I'm 'bout to help out Gay Bob and his "friend" Bill with this one: Get the government to make short term, temporary marriage contracts an option for EVERYBODY with 2, 5 & 10 year stints as options.
I can see some chick's face CRACKED right now. Got white dresses and a storybook wedding on her mind and her dude asks her for a 2-year contract. "So what are you saying?" That's like "Rent-to-own". LMAO.
No killing her and killing himself when his calendar has a big red 'X' on it where he'll get his freedom papers, y'know?
Of course, Pat Robertson's walking corpse is gonna roll over in his grave about something like this.

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Every time I comb my hair
Thoughts of you get in my eyes
You're a sinner I don't care
I just want your creamy thighs

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Once, I got head and she had some nicotine gum in her mouth. I ain't know that. My shit was NUMB. Ugh...that's like your foot falling asleep while you're walking.
TMI? KMA!

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These fools are recklessly cutting left across traffic to make a left. If I tried that, there'd be a good chance that my shit would get T-boned...just based on my erratic luck. But, I'm thinking: Ain't you just goin' back to work? You love your job enough to dart across traffic to get there? Shit, maybe I need a new career.

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The State of Georgia and its municipalities are one big manmade bureaucratic organism designed to suck money from the citizens within. Ugh!

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PS3 is only gonna add to my diurnal narcolepsy.Time for an MD.

PAWG

Sistas get pissed with PAWG appreciation...but, I don't know why. I think it's an extension of women's natural enmity toward any woman who "thinks she's cute". That's hilarious. Because every sexually active woman has had what she thinks of as her 'hoe phase'...even if that's only within the confines of her own skull. But, now? LoL...the sisterhood only extends so far.

Anyway...whoo hoo! Lookatdatayuss!!!

Just a Phase I’m Going Through…

I feel detached, right now…as if I'm out of phase with the rest of the world. It's a curious feeling.

Headline Comparison

MSNBC:    Federal Reserve posts record-breaking profit
CNN:    Opinion: D.C. is new financial capital
FoxNews:    Obama May Tax Rescued Banks to Recoup Bailout
NPR:    Federal Prisoners Kept Beyond Their Sentences
BET:    NOLA Councilwoman Denies 'N'-Word E-mail
BlackPlanet:    Is Ray J dating Young Buck?
I couldn't even get the link cuz BP is blocked by corporate firewall based on the amount of fuckery normally present on there.
Draw your own conclusions. But, for real? Black folks need to demand and expect better of themselves; in addition to making other folks act like they have some sense when they deal with us.


I think that we've probably seen the best parts of The Book of Eli in the trailer and that we'll come out of the theater like, "WTF?!?"
Avatar was just Dances with Wolves in Space.


I met an Indian chick (feather, not red dot) online last night. Her lips were totally hawt.


I'm coming into Phase.
Say hi to Phase. She's…saucy!
That amused me. I like the phrase 'saucy wench'!


Why did somebody leave a You Can Be the Wife of a Happy Husband on my desk? I've already explained how to do that in some very simple steps:

1. Stop talking
   
2. Take off (most of) your clothes
   
3. Bring beer/snacks
   
4. See #1
   

One thing that women don't seem to realize: You can be right…or you can be loved.
Another thing that women don't seem to realize: There ain't enough men to go around. Somebody's gonna hafta share.


Gawd, I'm sleepy.


I just had the Best. Lunch. Ever.
No, it wasn't a nooner. Freak.



…and so now?

Oooh!!! Did you see this?!?

Shooz...A Formatting Experiment

Calvin Klein Karla

Promiscuous Ione

Biviel BV2239

I'm bored silly. I've been textin' Laura and telling her about the secret habits of her coworkers while she's in a meeting. I told her that the li'l ol' lady has on matching, crotchless underwear and her email address is piercedkitty@hotmail.com

LMAO!

Sony's pushing for 3-D Television. Nickelodeon can't WAIT!

I'm trying to get back into the groove and post more. Feels like I'm pushing, though.

They closed the schools in Atlanta. The snow isn't even sticking. They cancellin' flights and e'erythang. *smh* Powderpuff-assed state!

I saw a hentai (porno cartoon) that describes my situation. If I could work out an ending like the cartoon, though....

Wait! I'm supposed to be behaving, aren't I?

Phooey!

An hour to go...

Boredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredbored

2010…and Still No Flying Cars

We've been back to work for two (count 'em: 2) days. How you go'n call in sick today when you already don't have any time? I love her to death. But, um, this ain't what you might call an "employee-friendly" economy. Betta step lively and watch the closing doors!


Ex-wives are the curse of the universe on men dumb enough to get married. Ugh!


Do you ever look at a dumb assed individual and incredulously realize that THIS slow fucker was his dad's fastest sperm that day? You jus' have to quietly hope that that nigga started eatin' some fruit or somethin' to improve the quality of his subsequent busts.


Cage and Eminem have individually spit some of the most venomous bars ever heard on mics. They've said some ol' uncomfortable shit in their quest to rise to the top of the rap game in their respective genres. Both of them are on some ol' whiny-assed EMO shit right now. It's tragically comical. Everybody ain't built to be a thug. That lifestyle will tear you up and scatter the pieces.


Me & Laura talked about each other for about two hours today. She's gonna get me fired (again) for laughin'.


You gotta check out Crunk & Disorderly and In Hood Terms. NEITHER Fresh nor Sane got good sense.


This Dating Game is on my mind on my mind on my mind. That whole cocoon thing? Hm. It's lookin' better and better. Doin' what you're supposed to can (and quite often does) leave you assed out. Playin' the game better than them others leaves a wake of pissed off folks in your wake. So, what ta do…what ta do.

Plus, I'm gunshy. How do I know that this woman who's all that & a bag a chips won't decide later that she can't stand me? Answer: I can't know that. You picks up ya cards. You plays the hand yer dealt.

Sista said I was 'Shallow Hal' cuz I said I answered her question with the response that I won't date a 450lb. chick who isn't cute? If that's how it gotta be, then so be it. Like the sayings go: Life's too short to date ugly chicks…and…I ain't go'n bump no mo' wit' no big fat woman.
I guess.