I think about this often....but what ever happen to the days were Black was soooo beautiful and true swag was in abundance...My definition of Swag is:
Swagger is whatever makes you, you. It’s having personality that shows in all of the things you do and touch. The confidence to take on anything, the style to make someone want to know where you got that from, the inner beauty to light up any room you walk into. Most of all Swagger is the ability to Command and Receive Attention and Respect and be Comfortable in the skin God blessed you with.
even Don got down
then we fell down to this
and just when you thought it didn't get any worst... the 90's happened
Then coonin' got real popular...
No matter how much swag ninjas say they got drippin...I know it aint that shit!!
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
April 2nd 2010 5:39pm
On my way to Park for Greek Happy Hour, but the Cherry Blossoms and all these mofos in the city, are causing the most frustrating delays. A barrage of swears leave my mouth at will. Thank God for my iPod and moleskin booklet that allow me to capture these random thoughts. The fight between people getting on the train while people are getting off will forever be a rivalry. But I push my way through to locate myself in a non-handicap seat. (Yo mofos wont be hitting me with the "oh no he didn't face" cause the way I'm feeling you'd get that "oh yes I did" face right back with a side of "and." I tried to pull off the sit-in-the-middle-of-the-seat-on-the-metro-train-so-no-one-can-sit-beside-you-move. It was working til we hit the Gallery Place stop where the dustiest person ever decided he was going to sit by me..regardless! I mean tapped me as I obviously tried to ignore and then gave me a speech about how wrong I am...blah blah blah...I slide over. I dont need the scene, shorty on the iPhone is checking me out, (Heeeeeeeeey you Denzel stare) probably tweeting about how good I look...I digress
So this dusty ass individual and I do mean dusty...you ever see your ceiling fan when it's off? Looked like he got on the train at Ground Zero (respect) but you get my drift. Why does he smell like Ritz crackers? I love Ritz crackers! I mean I can sit there with some Ritz crackers and the jar of peanut butter and butterknife and its BLAAAAAAAAAACK EYEEEEEED PEEEEAAAAAAS I'MMMMM IN HEEEEEEEEEAVEEEEEN!!! But I only have two more stops and then its L'efant Plaza.
(cue Rakim) I start schemin' on a master plan..cause when I get the station I gotta move it man!
I mean like a ninja, or like if they found out Andy Dufrain escaped right as he was coming thru the shit tunnel if I want to make the other train. So that became my motivation as I'm passing ritz cracker man (damn almost feel into a trance...dusty muahfucka) and this Al B. Sure I Can Dream About You Night and Day Boomerang S-Curl kit looking ass boy. He had on leather gloves and denim matching set and everything. Smh...how did I know he was going to be a problem? This negro stands on the left side of the escalator. I ought to kick him dead in the ass!! I smoove have to run sideways to make the door as it's closing. I impress even myself sometimes. So I make it, see a seat, claim it and initiate sit-in-the-middle-of-the-seat-on-the-metro-train-so-no-one-can-sit-beside-you-move. Oh Yes I did, And???
Take 2....
Train is making good time (looks down 5:56:44..45..46secs) dinner reservations are at 6pm
(Incoming Text) "I'm here. They need us both here to sit us" (looks down 6:02:10..11..12secs)
(Reply text) "Getting off train now" (looks down 6:10:34..35..36secs)
Get to door, flash I.D., walk-in, head on a swivel ahh there "she" is....smiles..."lets it eat!"
Who is "she?".....you tell me, never saw her face....alarm went off...
I woke up grab my phone and saw a text from my man Jeff..
"Yo we got you on dinner at the Park tonight @ 6pm. Hit me back by 3pm let me know. I can get you and one other person..you plan on bringing anyone??"
(looks down April 2nd 2010 9:39:01..02..03secs )
So this dusty ass individual and I do mean dusty...you ever see your ceiling fan when it's off? Looked like he got on the train at Ground Zero (respect) but you get my drift. Why does he smell like Ritz crackers? I love Ritz crackers! I mean I can sit there with some Ritz crackers and the jar of peanut butter and butterknife and its BLAAAAAAAAAACK EYEEEEEED PEEEEAAAAAAS I'MMMMM IN HEEEEEEEEEAVEEEEEN!!! But I only have two more stops and then its L'efant Plaza.
(cue Rakim) I start schemin' on a master plan..cause when I get the station I gotta move it man!
I mean like a ninja, or like if they found out Andy Dufrain escaped right as he was coming thru the shit tunnel if I want to make the other train. So that became my motivation as I'm passing ritz cracker man (damn almost feel into a trance...dusty muahfucka) and this Al B. Sure I Can Dream About You Night and Day Boomerang S-Curl kit looking ass boy. He had on leather gloves and denim matching set and everything. Smh...how did I know he was going to be a problem? This negro stands on the left side of the escalator. I ought to kick him dead in the ass!! I smoove have to run sideways to make the door as it's closing. I impress even myself sometimes. So I make it, see a seat, claim it and initiate sit-in-the-middle-of-the-seat-on-the-metro-train-so-no-one-can-sit-beside-you-move. Oh Yes I did, And???
Take 2....
Train is making good time (looks down 5:56:44..45..46secs) dinner reservations are at 6pm
(Incoming Text) "I'm here. They need us both here to sit us" (looks down 6:02:10..11..12secs)
(Reply text) "Getting off train now" (looks down 6:10:34..35..36secs)
Get to door, flash I.D., walk-in, head on a swivel ahh there "she" is....smiles..."lets it eat!"
Who is "she?".....you tell me, never saw her face....alarm went off...
I woke up grab my phone and saw a text from my man Jeff..
"Yo we got you on dinner at the Park tonight @ 6pm. Hit me back by 3pm let me know. I can get you and one other person..you plan on bringing anyone??"
(looks down April 2nd 2010 9:39:01..02..03secs )
Thursday, November 4, 2010
1st Ever "Need To Get Your Ass Whoop" Award
Congratulations Mama...you have officially rep'd your city...Ignantville, USA and guess who's the new Mayor??
I mean the mere thought that you thought it was ok to come out the house like that bothers me.
1. YOU HAVE NO TRUE FRIENDS THAT CARE ABOUT YOU!!
2. No one can say they care about you and let you come out the house that way. Nope don't care about you at all.
3. How do you even explain this to the person who does your hair?
Hairdresser: "Hey girl what you want to do with it today?"
Your ghetto ass: "I want men to look at me and hunger for me!"
4. Where did you put the nutritional facts?
5. Did you have to eat the oreos first or did you do while you were sitting in the chair losing your damn mind
6. You have personally set us back more than a few years...I was thinking back before Reconstruction...
7. How many times did you get mad cause people was staring at your ignant looking ass?
I mean the mere thought that you thought it was ok to come out the house like that bothers me.
1. YOU HAVE NO TRUE FRIENDS THAT CARE ABOUT YOU!!
2. No one can say they care about you and let you come out the house that way. Nope don't care about you at all.
3. How do you even explain this to the person who does your hair?
Hairdresser: "Hey girl what you want to do with it today?"
Your ghetto ass: "I want men to look at me and hunger for me!"
4. Where did you put the nutritional facts?
5. Did you have to eat the oreos first or did you do while you were sitting in the chair losing your damn mind
6. You have personally set us back more than a few years...I was thinking back before Reconstruction...
7. How many times did you get mad cause people was staring at your ignant looking ass?
CNN.com - Study: New study shows that fellatio may reduce the risk of breast cancer - Oct. 2, 2003
CNN.com - Study: New study shows that fellatio may reduce the risk of breast cancer - Oct. 2, 2003
(AP) -- Women who perform the act of fellatio and swallow semen on a regular basis, one to two times a week, may reduce their risk of breast cancer by up to 40 percent, a North Carolina State University study found.
Doctors had never suspected a link between the act of fellatio and breast cancer, but new research being performed at North Carolina State University is starting to suggest that there could be an important link between the two.
In a study of over 15,000 women suspected of having performed regular fellatio and swallowed the ejaculatory fluid, over the past ten years, the researchers found that those actually having performed the act regularly, one to two times a week, had a lower occurrence of breast cancer than those who had not. There was no increased risk, however, for those who did not regularly perform.
"I think it removes the last shade of doubt that fellatio is actually a healthy act," said Dr. A.J. Kramer of Johns Hopkins School of Medicine, who was not involved in the research. "I am surprised by these findings, but am also excited that the researchers may have discovered a relatively easy way to lower the occurrence of breast cancer in women."
The University researchers stressed that, though breast cancer is relatively uncommon, any steps taken to reduce the risk would be a wise decision.
"Only with regular occurrence will your chances be reduced, so I encourage all women out there to make fellatio an important part of their daily routine," said Dr. Helena Shifteer, one of the researchers at the University. "Since the emergence of the research, I try to fellate at least once every other night to reduce my chances."
The study is reported in Friday's Journal of Medical Research.
In 1991, 43,582 women died of breast cancer, as reported by the National Cancer Institute.
Dr. Len Lictepeen, deputy chief medical officer for the American Cancer Society, said women should not overlook or "play down" these findings.
"This will hopefully change women's practice and patterns, resulting in a severe drop in the future number of cases," Lictepeen said.
Sooner said the research shows no increase in the risk of breast cancer in those who are, for whatever reason, not able to fellate regularly.
"There's definitely fertile ground for more research. Many have stepped forward to volunteer for related research now in the planning stages," he said.
Almost every woman is, at some point, going to perform the act of fellatio, but it is the frequency at which this event occurs that makes the difference, say researchers. Also key seems to be the protein and enzyme count in the semen, but researchers are again waiting for more test data.
The reasearch consisted of two groups, 6,246 women ages 25 to 45 who had performed fellatio and swallowed on a regular basis over the past five to ten years, and 9,728 women who had not or did not swallow. The group of women who had performed and swallowed had a breast cancer rate of 1.9 percent and the group who had not had a breast cancer rate of 10.4 percent.
"The findings do suggest that there are other causes for breast cancer besides the absence of regular fellatio," Shafteer said. "It's a cause, not THE cause."
(AP) -- Women who perform the act of fellatio and swallow semen on a regular basis, one to two times a week, may reduce their risk of breast cancer by up to 40 percent, a North Carolina State University study found.
Doctors had never suspected a link between the act of fellatio and breast cancer, but new research being performed at North Carolina State University is starting to suggest that there could be an important link between the two.
In a study of over 15,000 women suspected of having performed regular fellatio and swallowed the ejaculatory fluid, over the past ten years, the researchers found that those actually having performed the act regularly, one to two times a week, had a lower occurrence of breast cancer than those who had not. There was no increased risk, however, for those who did not regularly perform.
"I think it removes the last shade of doubt that fellatio is actually a healthy act," said Dr. A.J. Kramer of Johns Hopkins School of Medicine, who was not involved in the research. "I am surprised by these findings, but am also excited that the researchers may have discovered a relatively easy way to lower the occurrence of breast cancer in women."
The University researchers stressed that, though breast cancer is relatively uncommon, any steps taken to reduce the risk would be a wise decision.
"Only with regular occurrence will your chances be reduced, so I encourage all women out there to make fellatio an important part of their daily routine," said Dr. Helena Shifteer, one of the researchers at the University. "Since the emergence of the research, I try to fellate at least once every other night to reduce my chances."
The study is reported in Friday's Journal of Medical Research.
In 1991, 43,582 women died of breast cancer, as reported by the National Cancer Institute.
Dr. Len Lictepeen, deputy chief medical officer for the American Cancer Society, said women should not overlook or "play down" these findings.
"This will hopefully change women's practice and patterns, resulting in a severe drop in the future number of cases," Lictepeen said.
Sooner said the research shows no increase in the risk of breast cancer in those who are, for whatever reason, not able to fellate regularly.
"There's definitely fertile ground for more research. Many have stepped forward to volunteer for related research now in the planning stages," he said.
Almost every woman is, at some point, going to perform the act of fellatio, but it is the frequency at which this event occurs that makes the difference, say researchers. Also key seems to be the protein and enzyme count in the semen, but researchers are again waiting for more test data.
The reasearch consisted of two groups, 6,246 women ages 25 to 45 who had performed fellatio and swallowed on a regular basis over the past five to ten years, and 9,728 women who had not or did not swallow. The group of women who had performed and swallowed had a breast cancer rate of 1.9 percent and the group who had not had a breast cancer rate of 10.4 percent.
"The findings do suggest that there are other causes for breast cancer besides the absence of regular fellatio," Shafteer said. "It's a cause, not THE cause."
Guy Talks Mess And Tranny Kicks Guys A*s Up And Down The Street
So much to say and yet I find my self speechless when it comes to this one....but enjoy it anyway
Monday, October 18, 2010
Worst YouTube Rappers of All Time
10. Gangsta Fag: He Wantz It
9. Don't Call Me Eskimo
soooooo in conclusion....
In the infamous words of my brother Dre... DO BETTER NINJAS
(psst you should follow him too Do Better Movement: Land of On.Us.Tee)
9. Don't Call Me Eskimo
8.????
7.Joe Somebody
6.Reh Dogg: Why Must I Cry
5. Bangs: Meet Me on Facebook
4.Bangs: Take U Da Movies
3.TBaby: It's So Cold in the D
2.Duel of the Iron Mike Freestyle Battle
1. 50 Tyson
Its official, I'm getting a gun and a shovel and I'm going to Minnesota and I'm going to kill 50 Tyson...if this ninja really blow up....I'm going "put three in his head like a bowling ball" And don't give me that look.... millennium Drop Squad...but we don't do no talking...just shooting...DEATH TO ALL COONS!!!
soooooo in conclusion....
In the infamous words of my brother Dre... DO BETTER NINJAS
(psst you should follow him too Do Better Movement: Land of On.Us.Tee)
Monday, September 27, 2010
My Inspiration
You are my inspiration
You’re the voice that soothes the hurt on my soul,
Extinguishing all perspiration that
Causes people to slip from my elevation.
With just a sound, a touch, a
Breath that--exhales--all the life and--
Inhales--all the growth of knowing that
Showing trueness----genuinely expressing
The heart, the mind, the soul-gets you higher
To that goal, or maybe just makes the road
Easier to travel.
You are my inspiration
Your vision helps incite decisions in the
Hearts of many who would have otherwise left undriven.
You show through your touch-fingers, hands
Lips-that beauty lies not within the eye of the
Beholder, but in the spirit of one-
You-Me-Him-Her-We-Us
All have a light that would have otherwise
Gone unnoticed;
Eyes open to all around me.
You are my inspiration
I Love You Mommy
-your son
Thursday, September 23, 2010
In Love with Love Versus in Love with You
Many people, if honest, will admit that they're in love with love. They enjoy romance, the beautiful feeling of infatuation and the tremendous energy and happiness that come from being in love.
As people approach life and love from a desire to be in love, a true chemical reaction takes place in their heads. The emotions are set and they go out looking for love. However, what some are really doing is looking for someone to attach their emotions to. That is, they are in love with love, but not really with another person. When they meet a willing participant who may be of the same mind, and in love with love, too, together these two people strike up a chemical connection. Is that a bit cynical? Stay with me.
So, how do you know whether you're in love with love or really in love with the other person you claim to love? Here is my own personal list to tell the difference:
You ask the other person questions to learn about their mind, heart and soul. If all you do is tell them you love them and don't even know them, you are in love with love, not the other person.
You care about the other's person's life and the details of his or her life. Again, you don't live in a fantasy and just talk romantic, you find out what they do, how they feel, what's going on in their heads, with their families, their work, etc.
You put the other person's needs and wants above your own. Unconditional love is the foundation of being in love. Lust is not love. Infatuation is not love. If all you do is think about having sex with this other person, and don't really care to make them a part of your life and you a part of their's, then you're in love with love, not the other person.
You pay attention to how they make you feel and how you make them feel. You're sensitive to not jumping to the wrong conclusion. There is trust. There is understanding. There is a real connection that isn't threatened either by the past, present or future. The relationship is secure...not one of ups and downs continually based on whether or not they call, write or show up on time.
You actually like them, not just love and want them. Many times people who are in love with love do not even LIKE the person they've "attached their in love feelings to." If you spend half your time trying to change the other person, you don't really love them. You love yourself and are trying to make them fit your idea of perfect. Acceptance is a big part of true love.
You do not consider yourself better or worse than the one you love. You continually strive to be at one and at unity with the one you love, but many times it happens naturally because of the connection you share. There is nothing fake about the relationship.
You don't pretend to like what they like to make them believe you're like them. Why would you do that anyway? Being in love with love often causes people to lose their identity and try to be like the other person. When you're in love with the other person, each one respect's each other's hobbies and interests without forcing themselves to be like the other person. For example, I would never pretend to be a sports fan for a guy. Guess that's why I never dated jocks or if I did, it lasted only 5 minutes.
True love is always there...always real...always caring...it is unconditional and never abandons the object of one's affection. If in your life you were in love with love, you can be sure you abandoned the one you claimed to love. That's the nature of infatuation and being in love with love.
I will not take credit for this post but I did want to share it with those who follow me.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Space Age Pimpin... Fo Real!!
so someone sent this to me as a joke....I couldn't help it...
Trying To Get My Stable Racing Again!...
I AM THE RIGHT PERSON IF YOU SEEK GUIDANCE AND PROSPERITY IN LIFE. YOU DON'T NEED TO BE ALONE. LET ME SHOW YOU THE WAY. I AM READY,WILLING,AND ABLE TO SHOW YOU THE RULES OF THE GAME. THIS IS NO FAKE AD SO NO FAKE REPLIES. IF YOU SEEK PRADA,GUCCI,FENDI AND MORE THIS IS THE WAY. IF YOU WANT YOUR HAIR ,NAILS,AND FEET DID THIS IS THE WAY. IF YOU DREAM OF TRAVELING THE COUNTRY AND HAVING ALL WANTS AND NEEDS ANSWERED THIS IS THE WAY. BY ALL MEANS THIS IS REAL PIMPIN NO B$LLSH$T. NO MISUNDERSTANDING. THIS IS NOT THE FAKE SHIT ON TV AND VIDEOS. I AM SEEKING REAL POTENTIAL RIGHT NOW . THIS IS NO REST HAVEN FOR HOES. YOU MUST BE SERIOUS AND READY TO TRAVEL ASAP. IF INTERESTED AND YOU LIKE MY SWAGGER EMAIL ME WITH NAME,NUMBER,AND PICTURES
http://washingtondc.backpage.com/AdultJobs/trying-to-get-my-stable-racing-again/3769654
In the the years of technology... it seems even pimpin has become a bitch to the digital age...but the game dont change just the players...
With the classifieds website Craigslist falling under scrutiny for allowing the posting of prostitution ads and the quick and impromptu manner in which they got rid of their 'Adult Services' section, it would seem that people are still going to do what they damn sure want to do.
But I digress...on to the actual post....
He promised you the world...He promised to teach you, to be a provider...He promised you worldly travel...He promised to upgrade your lifestyle
"Say bye to Reebok/Say hi to Chanel/Say hi to Gucci/Prada as well/take a look in mirror mommy/be proud of yourself" -Sean Carter
But what he didn't tell you...
yeah that's right...thats what he meant......but it sounded like this...
until you came up short with HIS money...
A HOE'S PLACE!!!
I wonder if someone actually answered the ad back. Like what goes in a mind of a person sitting there reading this.. "Oooh girl he going to take me round the world!" Umm no bitch the farthest you going is Atlantic City on the Bolt Bus...and when you dont provide, you become his personal stress reliever and punching bag...its not Gucci, Fendi nor Prada if he gets it from Canal Street....
Do Better ...it's a movement
Trying To Get My Stable Racing Again!...
I AM THE RIGHT PERSON IF YOU SEEK GUIDANCE AND PROSPERITY IN LIFE. YOU DON'T NEED TO BE ALONE. LET ME SHOW YOU THE WAY. I AM READY,WILLING,AND ABLE TO SHOW YOU THE RULES OF THE GAME. THIS IS NO FAKE AD SO NO FAKE REPLIES. IF YOU SEEK PRADA,GUCCI,FENDI AND MORE THIS IS THE WAY. IF YOU WANT YOUR HAIR ,NAILS,AND FEET DID THIS IS THE WAY. IF YOU DREAM OF TRAVELING THE COUNTRY AND HAVING ALL WANTS AND NEEDS ANSWERED THIS IS THE WAY. BY ALL MEANS THIS IS REAL PIMPIN NO B$LLSH$T. NO MISUNDERSTANDING. THIS IS NOT THE FAKE SHIT ON TV AND VIDEOS. I AM SEEKING REAL POTENTIAL RIGHT NOW . THIS IS NO REST HAVEN FOR HOES. YOU MUST BE SERIOUS AND READY TO TRAVEL ASAP. IF INTERESTED AND YOU LIKE MY SWAGGER EMAIL ME WITH NAME,NUMBER,AND PICTURES
http://washingtondc.backpage.com/AdultJobs/trying-to-get-my-stable-racing-again/3769654
In the the years of technology... it seems even pimpin has become a bitch to the digital age...but the game dont change just the players...
With the classifieds website Craigslist falling under scrutiny for allowing the posting of prostitution ads and the quick and impromptu manner in which they got rid of their 'Adult Services' section, it would seem that people are still going to do what they damn sure want to do.
But I digress...on to the actual post....
He promised you the world...He promised to teach you, to be a provider...He promised you worldly travel...He promised to upgrade your lifestyle
"Say bye to Reebok/Say hi to Chanel/Say hi to Gucci/Prada as well/take a look in mirror mommy/be proud of yourself" -Sean Carter
But what he didn't tell you...
yeah that's right...thats what he meant......but it sounded like this...
until you came up short with HIS money...
A HOE'S PLACE!!!
I wonder if someone actually answered the ad back. Like what goes in a mind of a person sitting there reading this.. "Oooh girl he going to take me round the world!" Umm no bitch the farthest you going is Atlantic City on the Bolt Bus...and when you dont provide, you become his personal stress reliever and punching bag...its not Gucci, Fendi nor Prada if he gets it from Canal Street....
Do Better ...it's a movement
Monday, September 20, 2010
Ain't That Bout a Bitch...
Has this ever happened to you??
Its 79 degrees out...
you got the windows down...
you just uploaded fresh new music to your iPod...
and you're hitting the city streets...
riding around.....
just a man and his music....
and then you see this...
on one of these...
next thing you know...
your whole focus changes....
now you're checking your hair...
now you're debating on how much your seat should be reclined
(too far = you look like a thug....too high = you look like a geek)
and you are even looking for your manliest ...R&B track
...oh shit didnt you just add "Deuces" to your playlist???
you frantically search your iPod and almost crash...
(that track is fiyah...fuck it, I said it...bet you wasn't ready to like Chris Brown again huh..more to come on that subject... its ok, you can let the track ride)
So you got everything in check...
you apply a lil gas to your engine....
adjust the level of your music..
you're ready...
speeding up...
getting closer...
you look over and see...
Ain't That Bout A Bitch....
I dont know whats more sad?
1. You driving your girl's car with her sorority plate on it because its better than your car. Do you know what elite group of men that puts you in. She's not even in the car with you. Why are you flossin' her shit? Are you taking it to get new tires? Go sit your ass somewhere!!
2. Me, the pressed asshole who defied several traffic laws just to pull up to your ass....
Do Better People...its a movement
Its 79 degrees out...
you got the windows down...
you just uploaded fresh new music to your iPod...
and you're hitting the city streets...
riding around.....
just a man and his music....
and then you see this...
on one of these...
next thing you know...
your whole focus changes....
now you're checking your hair...
now you're debating on how much your seat should be reclined
(too far = you look like a thug....too high = you look like a geek)
and you are even looking for your manliest ...R&B track
...oh shit didnt you just add "Deuces" to your playlist???
you frantically search your iPod and almost crash...
(that track is fiyah...fuck it, I said it...bet you wasn't ready to like Chris Brown again huh..more to come on that subject... its ok, you can let the track ride)
So you got everything in check...
you apply a lil gas to your engine....
adjust the level of your music..
you're ready...
speeding up...
getting closer...
you look over and see...
Ain't That Bout A Bitch....
I dont know whats more sad?
1. You driving your girl's car with her sorority plate on it because its better than your car. Do you know what elite group of men that puts you in. She's not even in the car with you. Why are you flossin' her shit? Are you taking it to get new tires? Go sit your ass somewhere!!
2. Me, the pressed asshole who defied several traffic laws just to pull up to your ass....
Do Better People...its a movement
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