Am I The Only One?

Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Taking All The Wine Out Of The House

Today, Scrolling across facebook I came across a hilarious quote that caught me off guard, "I'm drinking because Amy Winehouse died." Is this a joke? I'm a have to research this... Yeap unfortunately no matter how much humor is behind it, I found conformation on TMZ's website. Amy Winehouse died today at the age of 27 from saving an orphan baby seal stuck on a shrinking glacier from a pod of killer whales.... HAHAHAHA if you believe that you're so naive. Here let me give you a big hint


The unofficial word is that Amy Winehouse died of an overdose. Her body was found in her London home this morning. They'll be performing an autopsy today and we'll have an official report of cause of death. I'm setting here listening to her song "Rehab." It has a catchy tone, but it's such a serious statement that was so easy to overlook.

All though I'm not a huge Amy Winehouse fan, I assume that thousands of toothless addicts, drug trafficers and Dr Drew are in morning, and I know Amy's lifestyle was degenerating, but it still sadden me to see someone prematurely pass away especially so talented. Amy's talents were out weighted by her excessive lust for heavy drugs. It was almost as if I knew this day would come after finding horrible "Coked out" pictures of her looking like a morbid zombie floating around the internet that would put 28 Days Later combined with Resident Evil to shame. I hope Amy has finally found peace with all her demons. I also hope people out there battling their own demons might learn from her mistakes. My sorrows go out to her love ones.... Yeah, believe or not she is someone's daughter!

Once again count your blessing. What is your reaction to Amy's passing?

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

I Hated it


God! i was reminded today how much I hate it when your bladder is about to bust from drinking a 44 ounce Big Gulp from Circle K and you have to wait outside a bathroom cuz someone is already inside, then when they walk out the bathroom, smells of fresh shit and the sink is bone dry. Then it hits you that, that mother f#cker just man handled the damn door knob without washing his dirty lil hands.

Once, you get passed the fact you have another grown mans fresh feces on your hands, you go about your business.... Then you find this shit!!!

Toilet paper in the trash with fresh shit streaks from someone whipping their dirty trifling ass.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Why The Bottom My Shoes Are Sticky

Last night I headed to our local Harkins Theater excited to catch the new movie, "DEVIL", but first I stopped by the snack bar to pick up a large bag of salty mouth watering buttered popcorn and a humungous bladder bustering Cherry Coke, then I rushed to grab my favorite seat, on the corner of the middle row. As the movie starts I began to dig into my popcorn stuffing large handfuls into my already stuffed mouth, and as the scenes grew more intense, my eyes locked immensely on to the screen, my body slouched further into my seat to the point where my eyes were barely visible from the seat in front of me, and I'd shoveled even more popcorn into my mouth until my cheeks looked 9 months pregnant about about to pop. Half way down the bag my lips begin to dry out. They began to sting and burn from all the salty popcorn I've just demolished, so I pick up my bucket of Cherry Coke which requires two hands to effectively hold, and gulp fiercely, racing to the bottom like a pirate digging above a buried treasure. Now that I had every under control, I could get back into the suspense of the movie. I start eating my popcorn again, but this time more wisely. I'd only grab a few at a time. I stretch me feet out and kick back.... Here we go! The movie is getting really good... Oh shit, the Cherry Coke kicks in and I have to extremely pee. I was rocking back in forth in my seat doing the pee dance until I couldn't take it any more, so I jumped out of my seat and burst out the theater door. I dodged people while I scrambled for the overhead restroom sign. I make it through the door and jolt to the first available stall I see..... AWWW I was in Heaven for 30.7 secs. I then dart back to my seat before I missed anything good. After the movie was over and the credits started scrolling, I felt it again... My bladder was full, so I made my journey back to the restroom before it got crowded and that's when I notice that I stepped into something sticky. That sucks! I probably stepped in some candy, but I thought, " Oh well I'll live" as I walked into the restroom. I headed straight to the same stall by this time I felt attached to it like it was mine. After I relieved myself again, I began to step off when I almost lost my left shoe. It was stuck to the sticky piss floor... FUCK! That's when I look to the right and left and notice every stall was exactly the same.

Yes, Ladies Its sad but true; mens restrooms are disgusting! That's the main reason I take my shoes off at my front door

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Getting Deep

I haven't been a saint but my life's been exquisite.
Beggin when I drop thru Heaven, I stay; not just visit
I hope God enjoys a laugh; my lifes been comedy
Trying to avoid asodomy in my attempts of Alchemy
cuz sometimes I find myself spitting a lil blasphemy
when my paranoia kicks in; is someone is after me!!!
thats when I freak out and release my concealed deviance
spiraling down hill, ruining all my previous achievements.
Name slander in my town and my face on da media
No one wants to be around, devil starting to feed da
Seed that has been planted since the day of my birth
No lie, I'm tired of carrying around the burden of its girth
ya'll Ostracizing, but I guarantee I'm not alone
He who hasn't sin, throw the first stone...


Freestyle verse

Room spinning and my heart starts to spill;
As long as I'm breathing I'll always have will!
Struggle is my foundation of my pain
Up rise is the foundation of my campaign
To succeed, so I proceed
to beat this beat until this song bleeds
and if it dont bust, I'm a break it even if it kills me
I'm hopin all ya'll out there followin are feeling me
But it doesn't matter, cuz I'm constantly reminded
that I can't satisfy everyone, if they stay blinded
I gotta do me cuz I can't fix their blurred vision
shear cuts only with my interpretation of precision.
If you don't find it hot... I promise I still wont stop
cuz I'm worse than a clumsy kid; I will drop!!!
This right here is the start of a grand hustle
and I wont stop until I complete all the piece of the puzzle.