dbaggin it....

so i get home this morning after a night filled with diddy vodka, that i somehow incorporated with volcano tacos and various value menu treats. so im informed by one of my favorite ppl that they read my blog and im a douchebag in skinny jeans. i must make it known that i tried em on yes, and even thought they feel like wearing really long briefs, i did not take em to the register. as far as me being a dbag...so! i also went out with my homegirl yesterday... fun times her sister is effin hot. neway this is a pic of me and her havin a blast.

obama or mccain

pros for obama...

he has a mixtape
chicken prices would drop
kool aid would come free with purchase of chicken
i hear he has a jumpshot
wife looks like she related to kanye west
prolly sucks a ddr
prolly good in madden
prolly the best in nba 2k9
supports doggystyle


pros for mccain...

would finally have a president who looks like he does the robot when he walks
donald trumph's hair wouldnt get as much bad press
arm moves like a g.i. joe kung fu grip action figure...hiiii yah
in his younger days looked like guile from street fighter
prolly great in ddr
prolly watches bbw porn
supports missionary position


i think ima vote for whoever has the better sneaker collection bcuz that is the issue that matters to me most!

ATL shawty...

no im not in atlanta, but one of my favorite people is. so every friday we have a tradition when she drunk dials me. last week i missed the call altogether, i dont recall the reason but im sure she does so im not gonna be a dumb ass and say something which would contradict what is already smoothed over. so she calls me today and i miss the call bcuz im at work but i notice a missed call about 5 minutes after the fact and call back... random convo and background noises, she doesnt know her phone picked up so i hang up. after i get home i sign on aim and to my suprise i read her away "damn lockz your fucking up. you missed our drunken talk AGAIN!" as i proceed to aim her she calls me asking if i called and we go on with our drunk call even tho we are both sober but she is currently drinking. blah blah blah rum and coke..... no no no passion fruit rum and coke? wtf? she didnt know it was passion fruit rum but figured bcuz it was rum it automatically mixes well with coke... A+ effort. although i think vodka cup o noodles>passion fruit rum and coke. oh and about the vodka cup o noodles...vegas, im not at liberty to say anything more.

dandruff...

i havent blogged alot recently so im going to attempt to catch up my adoring internet fans(thst's right all 3 of you who havent subscribed...im not bitter) with my shaningans as of late. well the highlight of this month i would have to say is the 18th which is the day the jordan cdp 20/3 drops. the plan was to camp for em with my boy gary and get some video footage for some vlogging... im tryin to step my game up, A+ for effort. after i get of working the 17th i pick him up and we decide to kill time before we actually camp. here the blueprint, get food, eat food, go to a late movie which would put us at about 2-2:30ish and camp until 6am when they drop. the first theater we go to has a last movie of 10... fuck outta here with the kid times i need something tha starts at like 12am. go gary says he'll check movie times on his iPhone... i said oh you got the 3g one he said nah but its fast.i laugh and said go ahead champ and put out my blackjack...yeah the first one which has 3g to look up movies. needless to say he got discouraged when his super phone was still loading and i had already went on to find out a theater which had sexdrive playing at 12:35 am. so we go to eat at in and out, good stuff. afterward head head to the theater... damn that movie was effin funny! we get out sometime after 2am as planned im thinking great everything is right with the world. then... this nigga "oh can you drop me off at home? ima take a quick nap then ima meet you back up there." i give that dandruff(flake) ass the gas face and drop him off knowing the niggas not coming back. so im off to the mall to camp its like 4 ppl outside 2 were social the other 2 were asses. so we talked sneakers, me and the 2 cool ones until it was time to go in. ppl were talking about gettin two packs and blah blah blah mind you those ppl were the asses. as more ppl came they starting lettin us in. now, i could been cool and told the asses how to get two packs... but they were asses so fuck em. i buy my one cdp and act like im leaving then double back to the mall and go to another store that just opened and got my other pack. all is right with the world. oh yeah i sold one pair of jordan xx's(20s for yall non-roman number knowing niggas) to a kid at my job for 40 bucks.... yep 40 why? BCUZ I DONT LIKE THEM SHITS!

who wears skinny jeans???

i dont get em, but being the man i am i said hey let me see what the fuss is about. the next thoughts were im not built for those things, and i wont even be able to get in em. then i thought futher... ive seen some BIG folk in SKINNY jeans, so i figure i'd be good. mind you this all came about out of what so many great ideas do....boredom. so i think instead of me writing i'll show you, i mean a pic is worth a thousand words right?

facebook is a liar

im up, no work tomorrow so why sleep? i just got done playin cod4 with weak cats... hence y im blogging. i cant stand ppl who suck in that game. ur thinking okay its a game... so! its based on real life niggas get shot niggas die what would you do if you were gettin shot at in real life, stand out in the open jumping?anyway its late so im looking to see whos online on facebook. the shit SAID i had 6 friends on... i click to see who it is and only one persons online. and i swear no matter when i check my friends to see who online my nigga deen is always on facebook. i didnt do anything constructive today, well not in my opinion wait i take that back. i went to see about getting in the cod5 beta and got info on that and got in the resistance 2 beta! jesus wept.

bull...

normal day until my boy gary get the good ol red ring. im thinking whatever since he will be mia ima go ape nuts on cod4. not playing with cameron and his weak ass ppl. how the fuck you had a game for over a year and suck ass that bad??? fuckin chod ass bitches. i leave the group to solo and get ina an hq game and i do 41-24 on showdown (dont feel bad if you dont play cod4 you'll never know). the very next game these dudes gettin smashed on in pipeline its its mad airtrikes and choppers i back out bcuz i can do something else with my time, like blog. but now im bored i think ima call random ppl and shave my face... i got them homeless cheeks right now.

HA HA HA

i find that the best times at work is when we all talk about each other. yesterday this kid had on some ponys... he got it another kids told em he had on shin tops, joke of the day by the way prolly had to be there to see how high those things were but wow. today a coworker decides he wants to shoot on me, so i unload. we go at it then later some kids tries to shoot on me and i know your thinking ima have mercy....no nigga, no mercy. he got it bad but he fought back with honor despite the fact he was doomed from the beginning. i said yo shoes look like something about his shoes looking like they were made out of old t shirts...hahaha ima laugh for you if while you read you dont. then my boy kills it and says "nigga yo shit look like you been doing the moonwalk....forward!" everybody and i mean everybody was in tears as this dude doing a demo of how the frontward moonwalk goes. just got distracted theres this new showon mtv called man and wife shits funny. i swear tho if i cant sign on xbox live ima msn messenger my nigga bill gates and im sending all angry face smileys!

The Pilot

well... interesting. i dont write journals, nor do i indulge in sharing my personal life. why not be the ultimate hypocrite, kill two birds with one rock(yeah i know its stone but i like to say rock, sounds more blunt) and blog?!?!?! lets see now today i wake up early which isnnt too far from the norm and go to the doctor, which has become one of my favorite and manditory past times since my knee injury. i was late, not typical of me and find out that i have a need for three letters(no not std) an mri. yikes! question... why the hell do i need an mri and im 25? it would be cool tho if i got like some kenyans knees and legs, win me a couple of marathons sell the cars on ebay it would be pretty profitable me thinks. im usually in good spirits but today im kinda sour not because of the mri thing... its deeper, fuckin xbox live. now they did "updates and such" monday so i couldnt rape on cod4 which sucked. but last night in the middle of a game xbox says ok niggas get off and disconnects everyone. so ive been playin guitar hero 3. its a great game until to have to battle slash... so im right off my tour in london right this dudes wants to guitar battle me i was feeling myself i mean its just me and my guitar yeah bitch im heavy metallin' and so i opt to battle him.bad idea 17 battles later i have yet to shake him meanwhile my self worth is deminishing. oh, i signed up for the littlebigplanet beta(google it bitch) and if i get a beta key i will spend hours on end doing dub shit, which isnt different from now i guess.... typing too much. aidos bitches!