The only motivation for this blog is to possibly make someone laugh, chuckle or even a harty-har would be good for me. I don’t like to feel pressured to do a damn thing and there is some irony in that because I work in the high pressure hit your numbers environment that is sales. Hit your numbers and make a shitload of money, party it up buy whatever the fuck you want i.e., strippers, Red Lobster(for the black folks that think that’s a classy restaurant) buying endless amount of kicks; dont hit the quota and end up drinking Boone’s as opposed to a nice bottle of Tequila and having a lot of blockbuster nights with the Main and no time to do shit that requires money. So what I am basically saying is there is no pressure to blog because I have no money tied to this, thus my only motivation is the peoples response, I could give a fuck less when it comes to writing. Thats why I just go on in hard, in relative anonymity and talk as much shit as I do in real life, with my only requisite being not to hurt anyone with my musings. So lets do this.

What the fuck is up with Bow Wow that little midget has a severe case of Midget Man syndrome. Come on dude you need more bodyguards. He channeled his inner TI with all that Brah talk, but only and I mean only after he left the room he challenged gay Toure’ to take it outside. I honestly think Bow Wow should have been put on HGH as a youngster that would have helped him grow(word to those Eastern Europeans and Russians). Why are all those dudes B2k and BowWow’s mad midgety? I don’t really care but why are they so short, like how can they fit that much shortness into one group. By the way saying I’m Mister 106 and Park doesn’t amount to much tough guy talk, why the fuck did he start spewing that shit.

Speaking of Gays, I have ran into some tough gays and one time at a Beatnut Concert(word to Omar) this big ass 6ft 4inch fag grabbed the kids balls and thought it was kosher. I stepped to him even if I was about to get my ass handed to me by a big ass faggot, he was like “Dont act like you didnt like it Nigga” I replied “what punk faggot bitch”, needless to say dude took a step back when I Knuckled up and he thought about snuffing me but how could he snuff me if I was the object of his affection(never that). Also by that time my homie Buff Ivan stepped to him and told him to bounce and dude just blew me a kiss while he walked away, shits disgusting b. The audacity of these big buff fags. I’m happy to report I haven’t had any similar encounters since, maybe the occasional fag who looks over to my urinal but I cant truly confirm they are looking and dont want to confirm their faggotness. Gays are running this rap shit. Word to Pimp C calling Russell Simmons Dick-n-Booty Simmons.

January 6th the final season of the Wire, by far the best show ever on Television. Word to the Sopranos. Dont sleep on Showtime though, Dexter was off the hook this year and I fux with the Tudors Heavy.

I havent been to the theatre in months, last movie I watched was 28 weeks later, I think. Anyways that happens when you’re single like myself. I never take a date to the movies, my girlfriend yes but a date no. Since I have been hearing all this hype about I am Legend, I might have to venture out to watch it and I dont mean the bootleg version from my African homie on the corner by the liquor store who is nice with the bootleg game. I see you Mahabuti N’Diaye your my African homie.

Big Ups Eek-A-Mouse who stays here in Diego. Now this is a legend in music. Dude has adopted Diego as his city, rocking Charger jerseys at his concerts and bigging up “Skyline” and “Southeast” at every opportunity, which is were I grew up and currently reside. So I just wanted to shout him out. Plus his music is dope. *sings* BAM BAM BIDDIM BENGA

Thats what’s up. Shout out to the whole Southeast Diego, National city and Alumnah grinders.

*diddy-bops out to Eek-A-Mouse playing the back*