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:
Collective Flow
So ya know Leo is the pimp shit, lovin it harder than Joe Joe loves his cake. We threw this together, all the good parts come from him, hes finally cuttin loose all the thinkin, and got a lil help from his buddy “drinkin.” Yessuh yessuh, rumble young meng rumble.
now the days have come and gone,
with u it seems like the time stands still.
but father time has passed on us,
passed and gone away
away like the songs of tommorow
gone with words of today
cold with the thought of now
Theo: hot with the tought of tommorow
I run shit in conditioning, we hadta run around some stuff, up some stuff, down some stuff, and fuckin stuffed the competition, after I lapped dem beeches. Yeh bia. Damn right im better than yours.
Got home did the nap thing again, lovin it. Very much so, rocks hard, jus like Pepper, Pepper dude..look em up. Than I hear some pink bird rappin at my chamber door, you’d think that’d be kinda freaky, chillin in the magic maker one sec, than lookin up at two beedy eyes in my window :P. But I knew it was only Pinky and nothing more, and his Lenore. Heres a pic I took of the pinkest pinkies.
Know what I noticed? If im listening to music on my computer and I have the oppurtunity to change the song at will, I do. For example, maybe I jus like the hook for “Metallica – And Justice for All,” I’ll jus listen to the first 38 seconds or whatever of it, and go to the next song. Its like musical ADD. Other than that, I think im in the same boat as Pinky with the whole opposite of ADD, sittin, doin the same shit for hours. mmm hmmm Jussa thought stupid.
And why the ass not:
and den:
and den:
Observations:
Sunday comes soon, there is a cure for the pain, and shelter from the rain
I believe in a thing called love
So the thing about the gay dude:
Me n Stephan (Pinky) are sittin in front of the movies, when this guy totally glares at Stephan, than looks at me all googly – eyed. Then gave us both another glance, than he proclaims his physical attraction to me and asks me if Im gay or straight..now I’m not homophobic or anything, but…iono dudes jus like me I guess..whatever. So of course I have to say “No man..im totally straight, but my boyfriend here..100% gay meat, do with him whatever you like. So as Pinky is being carried off by the belt loop, he does this. mmmm hmmm
Oh and I found my Bob Marley disc, “Chatin down to Babylon” easily one of my Top 3 favorite albums of all time, case ya dint know. Ill let u hear some if u wish so kindly. I’m workin pretty diligently on that Biologia right bout now so I can get back to Pinky’s and get my swing swang on knaw mean brah??? Werd.. But I’ll have my cell wiff me. Yep..is it Sunday yet?
Gerd Times
You mah boy Pinky, good times last night. Kinda weird how there was no one but popos outside in downtown last night. Pinky and I jus did some roamin around, put some lil pothead middle school kids in therr place, compliments of Pinky, and Godzilla. Met up wiff Leo y Julia, and some Brett, almost forgot how black Leo is. Caught somma OFRBD (the old-fat-retired-bus-drivers) softball game in central park. Than we had some homeless people push on the swings at like 11. I guess Steven brought it up first but…if u ever go homeless, hit up central park meng…sleep on a slide ;D.
So tommorow’s the seven year anniversary of Kurt Cobain’s untimely death (suicide). Kurt had sucha profound impact on me as a kid, when I would try to convince someone of my integrity I would “sware it on Kurt Cobains grave.” He was sucha poet, and he dint even know it. So damn punk rock…ya know he had hella shitty posture, and he was also amidextrous so he could have played guitar with either hand, but chose to play right handed even though playing left would have corrected his posture or some shit…punk rawk meng…punk rawk…too bad Courtney Love was/is sucha phycho bitch. Frances Bean Cobain: heres lookin at u kid.:
Yeh…so my mom had her friend pick me up one of these bitchin rings from South Africa or somethin. I think its pretty ballin, it spins around like Spreeewells, so I finally got somethin that blings more blang than Randy. Lovin it bia.
Frankie Muniz is a lil bitch who drinks monkey milk.
In case you dint know :P. Damn Im kinda hungary, imma eat your clothes off. Edible underbritches are hella good.
Oh and I added sommore tracks to the NBHQ Radio check em.