When I return with the 45 on me, it ain’t for playing games…
What’s really ‘hood party people? I suppose it’s time for me to get back to work since y’all are back at your grinds respectively. I’m taking my time coming in off the bench because this is the fourth quarter. This is the part of the game where I want the ball in my hands [ll]. It’s big dog time. Let’s see who can finish the year off strong and take their buzz into the next season. I sort of stumbled around at the end of Q3. I had a few miscues, but thankfully none of them resulted in a turnover.
I was nearly ticketed for drinking in public, but the cops(two white dudes) let me go since my bottle was empty.
I was nearly arrested for putting on deodorant inside a pharmacy and then walking out without paying for it, but the store security didn’t feel like going out like that. I came back the following day after I had bathed and I had some money and I bought the deodorant.
I’ve been a bit loopy for a few weeks and that is prah’lee because I’ve started drinking heavily again. I get angry, then depressed, then melancholy. I buy a pair of sneakers and I get happy again, but then I drink until I get sick and this makes me angry once more. It’s called wash, rinse, repeat bitches and I plan on doing this until I die sometime soon, but I ain’t dead yet, and as long as I ain’t dead we got shit to do.
cRap Music Fantasy League Q4 is underway!
The DP Dot Com Football Pool is starting to separate the kids from the grown and sexy footballers.
Last week was all about the Hip-Hop Honors awards and the iNternets Celebrities handled their effing B.I. as usual. It’s all about rocking this thing until the wheels fall off. Since y’all have decided to come along for the ride I don’t see any reason to wait any longer. Let’s get this shit poppin’!
