Pick The Perp
A fun game where the objective is to pick the person who looks most guilty for the crime mentioned. A good fun time killer…picking killers.
Hint: Sometimes stereotypes are true.
Pick The Perp (via BB)
things that annoy and make me clench
- bent fucking metrocards
- Mediterranean scumbags who don’t pay the rent and act like innocent cunt bags
- corrupt cops
- Blackberrys…the phone not the fruit…i love them despite the fact they give you a dark poo if you eat a lot of them…the fruit, not the phone
- the car getting stalled in the middle of the highway, scaring the lunch out of me
- drips…because no matter how much you wiggle and dance, the very last drop goes down your pants…
- the summer season…its..too…hot…
- green Chevy Silverado’s…
- scratched DVDs…
- late at night when the feral cats sound like they’re getting molested by Zed
- Asher Roth
- whn food gts stuc in th kyboard
- condensation…like in the car
- USFidelis Extended Car Warranty…fucking telemarketers…I don’t mind actual person telemarketers because its a job and it makes for funny crank calls but those bots are the most annoying
- Late Night With Jimmy Fallon…he is the worst thing to happen to talk show…
- when the hair cutter gets so close to your ear with the scissors while you hope you don’t end up like Van Gogh….
- flat soda
blah….
New Apperciation For Food (Oh shit! Plus music?!?)
After devouring half a cow last week from my vice binging day (half a dozen sliders from White Castle, 2 Big Macs, a few slices of Portebello’s, a number 6 from Burger King…I think thats the Steakhouse, horribly cheap sushi from Brooklyn, the whole box of delicious cheese variety from Whole’s, and an afternoon delight at Harvest Buffet), I didn’t feel good. I’m still pooping out the floppers in biblical masses (“What the fuck? Is that horns?”). So, because I have so much time on my hands and I just because I wasn’t feeling well, I went on a Ramadan like fast. Unfortunatley, it didn’t go as planned.
I barely managed to go 3 days, 2 and half days tops, surviving on water and tea, which is still just water, only tea-bagged (zinggg…) by dried leaves. Not the best idea I had. However, at the end of it, around 4 a.m. this morning, I had a newer appreciation for food. Usually I’d have a slice of bread with some lingonberry jam and butter or some other kind of spread, but that bite into the Wonderbread was so fucking delicious. I was almost on the verge of crying from laughing so much because, well, it was fucking delicious. It made the omelet I made right after taste so much better than I remember an omelet being. But never again, will I do that again. Because I love food and cooking it. Now…adieu while I try to make some chicken casserole.
Sounds To Keep The Ear Busy and Hungry
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Nostalgic Music Of The Day: Nelly
Maybe its because summer is slowly almost upon us, but I suddenly felt like listening to Nelly, specially “Country Grammar” & “Ride Wit’ Me”
(sorry bout the censors…this is the only video on youtube that is allowing me to embed)
By the way, what ever happened to the St. Lunatics? I guess the same shit that happened to Dru Hill, D12, Westside Connection, Ruff Ryders and Dipset….wait….what the fuck happened to them too?
If I Were To Ever Become Poor
If I were ever to become poor, can someone please send me to Italy? Italty looks like such a beautiful country that even if I were to be homeless, wearing rags, sleeping in a box with newspaper flooring, I’d feel like it wouldn’t matter in a setting like Venice.
Duhhhhhh…
I think Chris Brown beat Rihanna a bit harder than we think, resulting in her choice to wear this…outfit.
This is what John Rocker said:
If you don’t remember, John Rocker was a Major League Baseball pitcher for the Atlanta Braves. I don’t know if he was great or not because I don’t really follow baseball. Its boring. Fucking boring. Anyways, for a Sports Illustrated articles, this is what he said about New York City:
” It’s the most hectic, nerve-racking city. Imagine having to take the 7 Train to the ballpark looking like you’re riding through Beiruit next to some kid with purple hair, next to some queer with AIDS, right next to some dude who just got out of jail for the fourth time, right next to some 20-year-old mom with four kids. It’s depressing..”
So, what did he say wrong?
If you’ve lived in New York City as long as I have and haven’t ridden on a train ride and have NEVER seen a scene like that…you just might not actually be in NYC. Maybe stinkin’ Boston.
Okay…maybe he got the 7 train part wrong. All I mostly see on that train are old Asian ladies who can’t seem to shut the fuck up or just speak quieter to the person right next to them. Or maybe they were talking to the person all the way down the other side of the car. I don’t know. All I know is, I’m 2 cars down and I still hear them.
So…
what exactly did he say wrong?
-DbL
P.s.
This is why I never want to become a famous public figure. Apparently, your first amendment is thrown out the window.
