One of my worst fears, is being stuffed in a hearse
Six feet deep being crushed by the earth
Bury me wit’ rings so when I’m plucked from the earth
Every mothafucka see how much it was worth
Oh you stressin my best misjudgin’ my worst
And all my life put in nothin’ but work
Y’all talk about how I was such a big flirt
I never slowed down cause I was fuckin wit skirts
I mean since the early days I was cuttin from church
Bored of education officials in Chicago have reached a deal with the Justice Department on integrating their public schools… WHAT THE FUCK?!? Are we in the year 2006 or is this shit 1966!?!
The real issue when I look at public schools isn’t about integration, but funding and resources. Chicago is no different than any American urban center when it concerns the education of the non-priveleged. The Federal monies that are allocated for the education of the center city students is siphoned off into the suburbs. The agenda has been to maintain a permanent underclass that will be ill-prepared to adapt to the changing technology and will ultimately feed the prison industrial complex. Education is the number one issue for poor people. That alone can grant you a small measure of mobility within the American caste framework. Without an education you are so shit out of luck it’s not even funny.
Where is your boy BARACK OBAMA when this shit is going down in Illinois? It looks like politricks as usual party people and the poor Chi-Town kids will never be smart enough to understand that their baseball teams really suck.
Fuck what y’all think because JEAN GREY was so fucking hot. Superheroes are either dressed like flamboyant fags or high end prostitutes and JEAN GREY was the hottest bitch on the strip. Actually. the artist that made her so beautiful to me secretly has a thing for Black women. I mean, do you see this chicks body?!? Only Black girls have tops like that without surgery. But nonetheless the character was a Scottish white girl, and you can’t get much whiter than that. JEAN GREY was smart and oh so powerful. The ‘X-Men’ was a progressive comicbook in that the characters that wielded some of the greatest power were women(yeah, don’t get your supremacy twisted, old white men were the strongest of all). JEAN GREY’s boyfriend was the team’s leader Cyclops.
They were an alright couple, but not as kick azz as I would have been with her. JEAN GREY was a free spirit though and those are the most difficult hoes that you can try to convert into housewives. That is why JEAN GREY was so easily turned out by this pimp called Mastermind.
Mastermind turned her out and she joined his bad guy group called the Hellfire Club. He fucked her head up so good that she became this evil prostitute called the Black Queen. As if that wasn’t enough she was out of control with her powers and winded up killing a whole planet of motherfuckers with her cosmic clap.
The X-men tried to save her universally out of pocket azz, but it was obvious that she had contracted some kind of comicbook AIDS virus and she had to die before she infected any other characters.
In the end she committed suicide. I cried. Just as an aside…
I was at a party for this dude named MARK RONSON and FAMKE JANSSEN was up in there hanging out. I kicked it with her real quick and told her that I thought she was one of the dead on casting choices that made the X-Men movies so dope. She is supermodel tall and as pretty in person as she is on the screen. After I tried to stick my tongue in her mouth is when the security escorted me out of the party.
What your story Morning Glory? Sunday is the first day of the week and you have come to the right place if you want to get on the good foot. I need to give a few people some love(no brokeback) for helping me get my focus together for this new week.
START SNITCHING – This dude had some fire this past week and I missed it because I was busy wearing my girlfriend’s legs like earmuffs. DENISE RICHARD’s is mulatto poon?!? Thank GOD for Start Snitching.
FREE DARKO – This is for all of you NBA addicts.
A SALUTE TO WEED CARRIERS – ASTWC is one of the internets best kept secrets. You might know of this camp from the UNKUT site, but ASTWC keeps it real on a whole ‘nother level. The ‘Weed Carrier’ is the member of a celebrities entourage that is designated to hold the contraband when the police come knocking. That there is a website that explains the plight of these people in detail is both informative and entertaining. Now somebody please save LIL’ CEASE.
TOP MACK NIGGA – The game is told and not sold at this website. The words from this sage player should put you in a good position to get your summer right this year.
Peace to my dude COMBAT JACK (no BB for DD).
The above pictured comic book is the climax to one of the most intense love stories that you will find in graphic literature. Marvel Comics was so fucking bomb azz back in the days because their characters felt so real. Motherfuckers were hell’a conflicted and bi-polar before we even had the term for that shit. The good guys were often borderline criminals and the crooks were fucking insane. The appeal for Marvel was that they weren’t afraid to give young writers and artists a chance to shine. The truth was that they couldn’t afford to pay anybody either so they let their creative staff have pretty much free rein.
There was a young writer/artist named FRANK MILLER who took over the book and he made the Daredevil character one of the most down azz heroes in the comic universe. Daredevil’s alter-ego was a blind defense attorney named MATTHEW MURDOCK. Daredevil was somewhat the Marvel counterpoint to Batman. He operated mainly at nighttime and he used the shadows and the dark as his accomplice. Daredevil operated mainly in Manhattan and FRANK MILLER would use New York City streetscapes as backdrops and occasionally the latent character. Daredevil was a cool street motherfucker too. He would be fucking up the ‘H’ and ‘C’ pushers as he made his way to getting the head of the mafia underworld, the Kingpin.
The Kingpin was getting tired of Daredevil fucking up his racketeering so he hired this sociopath named Bullseye to kick Daredevil’s ass. Bullseye was a major badass. He had been mindfucked bys ome secret government agency and turned into a killing machine. He was cut loose when they realized that they couldn’t control him. Nigga was so sick he would kill motherfuckers by cutting thir larynx with a playing card. He threw a pencil into this dude’s eye socket one time. When Kingpin contracted Bullseye to kill Daredevil, Bullseye was going to do it for no money down. He just wanted the rush. No happs jack. In the end, Daredevil would always fuck Bullseye up with his own weapons.
Kingpin found out about this sick lady ninja assassin and he hired her to kill Daredevil. As the story goes MATT MURDOCK and this chick, ELEKTRA, were lovers back in college. She had to get disappeared when her dad was killed by some organized crime dudes. ELEKTRA’s real mission was to come back to New York and get close enough to the Kingpin to kill him, but now that she knows that Daredevil is her old love she can’t complete her job. MATT MURDOCK/Darevil wants ELEKTRA to get out of the killing game and lay up with him. The baddest part was when they were first reunited, Daredevil could recognize old girl by her smell. There is nothing more sensuous than a chick that has the pheromone combination that moves your manhood. Mind you that I am reading these books as a 10yr old so I didn’t appreciate the sexy shit until later.
Because ELEKTRA doesn’t fulfill her contract and now she is running the streets with Daredevil fucking up more of the Kingpin’s money she becomes a target. Bullseye takes the contract to kill Elektra thinking that it will emotionally weaken Daredevil. ELEKTRA is no fucking joke, but it’s a man’s world and Bullseye takes her ninja sword from her and shanks her good. ELEKTRA crawls back to MATT MURDOCK’s crib and dies in his arms. ELEKTRA’s death weighed pretty heavy on me too since only a year prior the X-Men creative team had JEAN GREY committing suicide in front of her one and only love, SCOTT SUMMERS.
ELEKTRA’s death was raw and filled with graphic pain and not heroic like Phoenix’ demise. You felt so much anger at Bullseye because he gleefully laughed at her as she bled like like a dog. I never wanted to kick someone’s ass as bad as I wanted to fuck up Bullseye. I wasn’t the only dude with blood in my eye. Your boy MATT MURDOCK brought it to Bullseye on some cataclysmic shit and broke every bone in his body. That wouldn’t be enough to make up for the loss of his love, but it felt good.
This is why Marvel Comics was that illustrative crack. Superman would never duff nobody out like this.
