Showing posts with label c'mon son. Show all posts
Showing posts with label c'mon son. Show all posts

Sunday, July 18, 2010

I'm usually more calm but not this time.....



As you can tell from today's earlier post I've been watching the NAACP vs Tea party struggle heat up. And even with the racial tone of things I'm calm cuz hey it's America, it comes with the territory. Then I came across this post.



Dear Mr. Lincoln


We Coloreds have taken a vote and decided that we don’t cotton to that whole emancipation thing. Freedom means having to work for real, think for ourselves, and take consequences along with the rewards. That is just far too much to ask of us Colored People and we demand that it stop!

In fact we held a big meeting and took a vote in Kansas City this week. We voted to condemn a political revival of that old abolitionist spirit called the ‘tea party movement’.

The tea party position to “end the bailouts” for example is just silly. Bailouts are just big money welfare and isn’t that what we want all Coloreds to strive for? What kind of racist would want to end big money welfare? What they need to do is start handing the bail outs directly to us coloreds.


A mock letter to Lincoln in the name of Coloreds!?!??! Hold the F^$* up!!!! And I caught the attempt at humor in the closing name he used. Precious, (Uncle)Tom, Ben....Kiss the whole Black population's ass.


What gets me is the blatant shot thrown at us under the guise of creative satire and expression. Mark Williams, you can choke on a whole sack full of baby dicks....I hope you get the political(& actual) beating of a lifetime for this bullshit. This guy thinks he's cute huh....ok these NAACP guys better get all in that ass.*Pause*

Sunday, July 4, 2010

And the Award for Comedian of the Year.....


Goes to Soulja Boy for this Mixtape Title.

And no I ain't providing a link to the actual music

"F^%$ Lyrics!!! I get money!!"

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Another Tale of Simpin' at it's finest.



Came across this online....

My boy's girl asked him if her ex can stay w/ them til he gets on his feet
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Ol' boy just got out of jail and has no place to stay.

Him and my boy's girl been keepin' in contact. My boy knew of this and had no problem w/ it. They write each other and he calls collect to chat w/ her.

My niqqua agreed to let him sleep in the guest room for however long it takes for him to get back on his feet.

He was in jail for drugs(got caught on I-70 outside st. louis w/ 5 bricks in the trunk).

There ain't no way in hell I'd let that sh1t go down. Matter fact, she wouldn't have been writin' OR talkin' to that niqqua.

This is gonna end so bad.

They live in a $400,000 crib that's in HER name. I already see where this is goin'. My boy's gonna have to find another place to stay because his days are numbered there. Her and that jailbird niqqua didn't end on bad terms. He agreed that she could see other niqquaz and didn't have to wait on him. My niqqua was basically just a replacement til dude came home.



I wish one of my boys WOULD play themselves like this.

After the jump I included a pic of the female in question.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Get Outta My Stuff!!!!

"Getthefucouttaherewiththatbullshitson!!!!!!" (and yes I meant to write it like that)

That was/is my reply to this "Do you go through ya man's stuff" post on Bitchie's site.

The female logic here is so typical. Avoiding all roles they may play in the situation. I'll keep it funky. I did before. Wasn't in a relationship at that time but it nearly ended a friendship cuz I found what I was looking for. It's really not even worth it. Yes officially knowing your right is a power urge but if you really have to look then your in trouble already.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Dame wants no Beef.....


"I'm not teaching violence. No beef! None of that. I don't have beef with nobody.Him and the licensee who licensed Rocawear went behind my back and obtained the license to the company that was licensing PRO-Keds and stopped making the State Property PRO-Keds," Beans said on Philadelphia radio station Power 99. "It was all geared towards Roc-A-Wear."

Dame said he did not want to address any specifics regarding Sigel, but did say he did not want any beef.

"I love Jay, I love Beans — what's the reason for beef?" Dash responded. "That's stupid. What's the reason for beef? People die, people don't feel good — I want people to laugh. What's up, y'all?"


Something sounds fishy to me.......



Full Story Via MTV News

Thursday, October 29, 2009

A fool and his money....


I wont front. I think about money a lot. Not so much in having it but all the things I could do and people I could help with it, but even in day dreaming I try to keep my ideas practical. I 100% agree with the following:

Money buys you three things: it buys fun, it buys security, and it buys time. The only problem is that if you neglect one of these three things at the expense of the others, you lose them all.


You've got to have balance. I came across this old story of a lottery winner who's fortunes didn't get much better with his winnings.

William "Bud" Post III, 66, whose $16.2 million in lottery winnings brought him debt, despair and heartache, causing the kind of trouble often recounted in country-western songs, died of respiratory failure Jan. 15 at a Pittsburgh area hospital.

"Everybody dreams of winning money, but nobody realizes the nightmares that come out of the woodwork, or the problems," he said in 1993, five years after winning the Pennsylvania lottery.


Full Article Here

Tuff Break......so how would you have spent that money?

Monday, October 26, 2009

Thinking Out Loud


So I saw the fan made video that Chris Brown blasted thru his twitter and it's cute. And please believe I'm the last guy that would knock someone for having trouble getting over or past something or someone. But when you have 85,000 plus people "following" you. Some things you may want to do in private.

See the vid after the Jump. Sweet or Creepy?

 
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