Not a Bad Three Days Eh?
Well, I should probably start this post by apologizing to my very important fans, more specifically : Ash’ms, Em and Megan. Lets see now, so much happend since the last school bells wrang, since I scribbled in my last god damned bubble. Last couple days of my Junior Year, I brought my camera snapped ones with my boys and another one throwin up the pinky. Heres one of Mr. Dennis and I depicting our vast heigh differential. One last glimpse at this sexy mofo, one last hoorah with The Murph, one last chuckle as Pat shits himself trying to get 9 tonnes up on the bench, one last sight of Oliver lit off his ass, these pics speak forever though< (103 pics ). Congratulations Class of 2005, you will be missed, we’ll be sure to take care of your school for ya.
Bare with me now, the whole NBHQ Photo Gallery has been beefed up to contain more than ONE THOUSAND photos, more than 200 of which have been added within the last couple of days, so I got a lot to post about ;P. I’ll try to make things as chronologically accurate as my dwindling state of mind allows ( it is now 1:40 A.M. ). Second to last day of school was spent with 3 of my favorite ninja ladies, eatin at my favorite, La fuckin Cumbre, *(Voted All-Time Best Burritos in the World by Me)*, some girls spill on they selves, others get their loones hyked up past they’re titty balls. Either way, there was a whole lot of girl on girl on girl action which might have kinda grossed out Em or…made her turn japanese?. I no know. After burriton consumption, and a car ride, in a car that is very much “the sex”, we were back at Ashleys pad, where Emily bit off a large slab of my ass, it was nasty, Jill couldn’t even watch there was ass chunks and hair everywhere. And then! She had the nerve to yell at me, belleeeee dat? So..unnecessarily long story short, Ashley has a meth lab downstairs, along with a strong liking for Nina Campos and Asuka Cheeba.
Last Day of School, I really wouldn’t know much about cause I dint go. Now if you were to ask what I did instead of sincerely thanking each and every one of my teachers for a fun-filled, fantastic, fabulous, year I visited one hellova beach with, yeh you guessed it, those same, great 3 ladies. That ish was joyous if I do say so myself, they frolicked, they larked and so on. Oh did I mention carried all the equipment essential for boisterous activities? There was a dead bird, we buried the dead bird and gave him a pimpass memorial site. It was pretty hot at the beach, but the wah wah? Cold as my poodles nose, and equally damp. Cold enough to make Ashley shiver and Em shimmer it’s true, girls fear the h20 and have the cooties. Lot more lip action goin on too, and posin and posin more posin and holy cow, another pose struck. Wull sooner than later the boys made their rallying appearance, with Cahill’s pineapple ass behind the wheel. Got our balls out and kept that shit wild style, frisbees were thrown, foosballs caught, and bodies buried. Yep, that much is true, while these lads dug for the good of the Bee Bee Q, everyone else was busy burying me and shaping and reshaping my perky sweater muffins. Shortly after, harnessing herculean=like strength, I busted free of my sandy confines and skipped down into the wah-wah.
From there it was all cartwheels and NBHQ Appreciation time, not to mention pussified attempts at trying to catch a damn frisbee. Some of us brought the party in the little girls room, and that was cool. Meanwhile, Oompy guarded the wiener supply with the poker firmly gripped, oh did I mention Ooompy is a G. John-boy and Sheila came later, which is cool, cause I do enjoy piggy back rides and long meaningful walks on the beach so…that’s a hot combo. Male shot at the table, really cool backshot, and one more throwin up the pinky. Click here to see all the pics from the beach ( 69 pics ).
Same night, well keep in mind that I got a Pinky amount of Pink at the beach so my skin was a little…”tender.” Meg, Ash, Eebs and I went to a show in the city with Nurses, ReeveOliver, Vendetta Red, and Finch. The line damn near wrapped around the block, and inside it was almost as crowded as my teeth! No matter, Vendetta Red really really kicked ass, I think they were my favorite of the night. Reeve was pretty sick too, MAsh took a pic with the dreamy frontman and I got one with “O”. Finch hit the stage and we all got pretty damn close to em, cept for Matt, who was knee deep in mosh. I was tryin my hardest to keep the girls out of the kinetic mass of sweaty flesh that surrounded us, helps to be a big fuck in a crowd, I tell you what. We seriously were pretty damn close, close enough to count the spit bubbles on this guys tongue, I think that dude kinda looks like a lizard, or some other reptile, jus a thought. Anyway, Finch kicked mad ass I liked when the singer did the chicken dance that was neat. If your a fan of close up pictures and / or spit bubbles, Click here to see all the pics of the Finch / Vendetta Red / Nurses / ReeveOliver show ( 30 pics ). By the way, for the love of god, do not wear sandals to a finch concert. So I guess you can say…I left my toenail in Sannnnnn Frannnciscooooooooo
First day of summer the Marauder mobile rolled up on my block, picked me up like that one guy did to that one girl and then broke her choler bone :P. Thanks to Eebs for lettin me use his wicked axe and ampli-muh-fyer to play the music with the likes of Colin crawford, Joe Callhiou or however the ass you spell that ish, and the multitalented Ian Crawford oh and Courtney took great pictures, thanks Miss Walton. Joe ripped this roast beef sammich a new one. Click here to see all the pics from the Jam w/ the Marauders.
Well holy crap I think im almost done, aside from the scenic pics I took at the beach which you should probably look at. Not a bad 3 days eh? This summer is shapin up to kick a lot of well toned ass, and I plan to dip everything in creative juices and jus let that shit simmer for a bit. Oh and I do plan on gettin a new layout up before July (hopefully). Other than that, I’ll try update more pages, and keep listenin to the NBHQ Radio I add tracks to that thing all the time. Celebrate bitches.
J M M
– 10 Ways The Earth might be destroyed
– THAT SUCKS
– Dead eyes
– Mr. Coe’s MySpace
Eeb’s “Relatively Small” Social Gathering
Eebs and I let our testicular fortitude overwhelm logical thought last night when we decided that it would be a night of good times, good people, and cheap beer. It’s a tid difficult to recollect all of last nights happenings, but with the help of incriminating photographical aide I will certainly try for yas. At first it was jus Pinky, Eebs, and I cleanin up shop so we could better accommodate the “relatively small” amount of guests. A fire was lit so feet could be kept toasty, Derek’s services were called upon cause we needed a full-bodied cranium to wipe down the counter with. The Pinkster and I may have gotten a little headstart on the whole beverage race but I could guarantee this little lady right here was in a close second. Jack and Jill made it up the hill and blessed us all with a visit, and even laid some shit down on the ol pong table. Meanwhile, Eebs and Kelly were inside lookin at baby Eebies in ol photo books I’m guessin, but the cool people stayed in el garage. In case you didn’t know, Kairon has a new life partner who gives out supreme neck massages, but has little endurance and tends to take frequent breatheres in lawn chairs (notice his eyes haha). Myself on the other hand loaded up on ginseng and wheatgrass before I arrived so I was wired like a…knot..factory and was takin pics with all kindsa celebrity peeps! I got one with Jessica Biel, Cinderella, Ashlee Simpson, Lindsay Lohan, and even Brad Pitt! Needless to say, I was having a very good time and owe several thanks to my good buddy and our fearless host Eebs himself. Yeh and as I stated earlier Emily was pretty effin effed up, the atmosphere was rather romantic at the foot of the staircase and I was fortunate enough to witness the sacred female on female bonding ritual followed by some explicit nude tongue in cheek sloppy girl on girl action LIVE XXX (NOTE: not for the squeamish or faint of heart) Pinky even peaked his pink little head through the door to spectate such a sacred event, and I made this crazy ass chin face. Oh and did I mention Sum Yung Fuk spilled his/her beer on Matty’s exquisitely tasteful rug, that’s a definate party foul if I do say so myself (and I do). And so the night wore on, ninjas were dropping left and right, I went into chillax mode after the effects of my ginseng and wheatgrass were overwhelmed by the euphoric forces of the aged oats and barley set in. Soon enough the sun was about to come up again and only four of us remained, and so fifty-two cards were brought out and kings was played. Eebs pondered while Ash’ms eyes wandered all the while everything kinda looked like this…
– Mail Order Chickens
– Rap’s Forefathers
– Weirdest Site Ever
– Turning an Acura into a Ferrari
San Juan V.S. Big Brady – The Lyrical Faceoff!
[21:47] KING nicky KID: my jokes are lke my rhymes, for of impeccable, sensational with little compassion
[21:47] KING nicky KID: im swimmin like a shark while you sit in the kiddy pool splashin
[21:47] KING nicky KID: with my words, with my lines i can tear you to shreds
[21:47] KING nicky KID: with my height, my insight i can burn right through your head
[21:47] KING nicky KID: my flows, lyrical blows, aimed right at your soul
[21:48] Juan: brb biach
[21:48] KING nicky KID: my #2, my ballpoint, my weapons of mass construction
[21:48] KING nicky KID: its done now, fully cooked, and ready for your consumption
[21:49] KING nicky KID: if you cant handle that juan baby, your gonna burn your tongue
[21:49] KING nicky KID: if you dont have a taste for glory, than baby you gonna get stung
[21:49] KING nicky KID: if you think you got what i have, to make words sound like music
[21:50] KING nicky KID: than i got what you need, an overdose of creativity, that would probably make u feel sick
[21:50] KING nicky KID: this shit is like your straightass hair, its jus sproutin from my head!
[21:50] KING nicky KID: this shit is like REALNESS, better believe it before i end up killin ya dead!
[21:50] KING nicky KID: pretty fly for a white guy huh, and yup, im still flowin
[21:51] KING nicky KID: pretty sav for a straight guy, your blows are still blowin!
[21:51] KING nicky KID: that shit i said bought your brown bretherin, i said that shit jus playin man
[21:51] KING nicky KID: that shit i said about bringin you the fury, i was for real on that man
[21:52] KING nicky KID: im holdin this rhyme tight, smoke is comin up from my fist
[21:52] KING nicky KID: im killin you madtown bitches with this lyrical shit, and big juan is first on the list!
[21:52] KING nicky KID: i guess i forgot to tell u i write once and while
[21:52] KING nicky KID: i guess i forgot to tell u j-baby i can make it that extra fucking mile
[21:53] KING nicky KID: madtown click mutha fucka, my favorite fucking sound
[21:53] KING nicky KID: madtown click mutha fucka, rep it till u tie or else you be reppin the ground!
[21:53] KING nicky KID: who gets what from the flee market now mutha fucka!
[21:54] Juan: haha
[21:54] Juan: u suuuuuuck
[21:54] KING nicky KID: hahah
[21:55] KING nicky KID: i win
[21:55] KING nicky KID: asshole
[21:56] Juan: check it … my shit hott like plasma i breath harder then asmah bitch you can fuck wit mah stamina
[21:56] Juan: im a real murda from the streets…. all i kno is a hoe n some weed
[21:57] KING nicky KID: bitch shutup man the clock has ran out
[21:57] Juan: lol
[21:57] Juan: u mad
[21:57] KING nicky KID: my mind runs laps around you, all u can do is stare without a shout
[21:57] Juan: im not gonna spit at u cuz its not worth da spit
[21:58] KING nicky KID: im in the lead fucka im whiter than white (no pride in that )
[21:58] Juan: my mind intelectual… i spit shit like a natzi.. u can say fuck hitler when its really “fuck me papi”
[21:58] KING nicky KID: im engaged man, focuses killin u with spite
[21:58] KING nicky KID: [21:58] Juan: my mind intelectual… i spit shit like a natzi.. u can say fuck hitler when its really “fuck me papi”
[21:58] KING nicky KID: hah
[22:00] Juan: HAHA….. u kno ur mad
[22:00] KING nicky KID: 😀
[22:00] Juan: u suuuuuuck
[22:00] KING nicky KID: haha
[22:00] KING nicky KID: this is tight
[22:01] KING nicky KID: no no no man now its time to show the love, show the respect
[22:02] Juan: lisent kid i play no games…. cuz if i write ur name on a paper ur place would be replaced … im a madtown boie comin from da 650 dats da land of rough scream gettin hyphy wit ur wifey in my white t and my nike’eess
[22:02] KING nicky KID: time to say juans my boy, when he kills, there will be nothin left to resurect
[22:02] KING nicky KID: hes like that guy you seen on your block, makes you wanna lock your fuckin doors
[22:03] KING nicky KID: hes like that dark shadowy figure man, you can run to your gun, but you’ll prolly need more
[22:03] Juan: i fear no man… so if i go 2 resurect let it b today.. cuz im not like biggie or pac im ready 2 die .. fuck a gat nigga lets scrap it out.. cuz i aint NEVA SCARES catch me in a 64 with a BAG of YAY
[22:07] Juan: u tiered of flowin cuz you realized i aint neva scared and will keep going to the wheels break…. but ill let you kno dat ur a MADTOWN boie white in da outside but multi-colored in the inside wit a place in da palace wit no doom dats THUG’s MANSION with a bottle of brew
[22:07] KING nicky KID: he fears no man, yeh thats for sure, got nothin to fear but juan himself, fuck the what man? i know you scared sometimes, but i know u always stay
[22:07] KING nicky KID: sorry bout the pause homie, i was jus out spittin at the hottest of gals
[22:08] KING nicky KID: sorry bout the break homie, u musta been out chewin out bitches n hoes with your pals
[22:08] KING nicky KID: your styles and my style, were some worlds apart
[22:09] KING nicky KID: you rule mars while i rock the moon, combined we can end before other cats even begin to start
[22:09] Juan: haha
[22:09] KING nicky KID: this collective collaboration man, somethin like nothin ive ever heard
[22:09] Juan: u should flow it us one day
[22:09] Juan: for da fuck of it
[22:10] KING nicky KID: those mars cats, those moon babies, should run and hide cause we know they skurddd
[22:10] KING nicky KID: nah i cant flow
I don’t know how this all came about, but whatev, good times, got much love and respect for San Juan of the Madtown Click and I really gotta finish that site for them one of these days…I have been workin on the new NBHQ layout, though, heres the teasiest of teasers that’ll make you wanna rip your eyes out and hurl them at the screen…Please refrain because you’ll need em for the newly redesigned photos section:
So I didn’t mean for this to be a less than par post but, I think I’m overdue for a shitty post since they’ve all jus been so darn sweet and tender lately! I mean…it’s practically falling off the bone! Anyway, Friday will be another best day, this weekend? Practice with The Marauders? Eh?? We shall see, we shall soon see ya lil jerks. Oh and Fuck hitler.
– Save poor toby!
– Worst than Kobe Soz..
– Dyslexia people with Famous
– The code all men MUST follow
– 100 Cool Gadgets
Lil Less Hair, Lot mo…attitude…bitches
Good times good times, my homeskillet Pinky and his grrl Caitlyn picked my up from the depths of summer school today at 12:25, yeh…12:25, they have me caged in a ghetto ass portable at Mateo High from 10:15 – 12:25! In one mo puckin class! My teachers got gold fronts, peolpe steal back their own wallets, and this white dude wont shut the fuck up with this “What the heezy” bullshit, how bout..you…eezy up on the heezy my light skinned aquaintance..Crazyness..
Damn it was a bitch gettin into the backseat of Caitlyn’s ride, Pinky’s barkin at me “Fuckin I get back there all the time, no problem, suck it up dickass,” now..what Pinky fails to recognize is my freakishly long legs can only bend so far behind my ears…Yaya…
Got home, got Sugah, got grillin bia…Now everyone that knows Pinky, knows that hes a pro-fucking-fessional grilla, marinates the fixins in lighter-fluid. My my, he can grill, yessuh yessuh indeed. Yeh so Pinky was in charge of the grillin, I was to make sure that he dint indulge in his pyromaniac tendencies, while the ladies had the complex task of gettin all the stuff to dress the meats wiff, Sugah totally launched tomatoe after tomatoe at my mom in the kitchen while Caitlyn took cover under a nearby washing machine. Little did Sugah know that she had fired the tomatoe heard round the werldd..momma follwed er with a tomatoe on a pen, Sugah strolled away in utter fear! Momma got the bigger guns and Sugah tomatoe-fied.
The eat-fest began, Pinky and I did most of the eating part, and Sugah…well Sugah ate most of her drink :D. Gerd eats.
So Pinkys grrlll ( Caitlyn ) is an aspiring cosmotologist who jumped at the oppurtunity to trim my tangles. I was sorta reluctant to lose my superpowers that are in my hair, but this hot chic talked me into it. And besides, Catilyn is a total pro. It was kind of rough at first but I found my groove right quick, and plus..that hot chic I told ya bout was still there…
Ok im at Randy’s now, tryin to finish this splickity lit, so ill jus show ya the pics up front from the BBQ that happend days ago.
Pinky shows his loins – I drank hair water – Monky Face
Oh and we hit our all time high record of 17 users viewing the site simultaneously! Whooty – woo, I got hella more pics to put up today when I get home or tommorow, somethin like that. Heres my proof:
