BOOM BAP NATION

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

Friday, August 8, 2014

i come here to write

the purpose of flow is to continue; the best thought i had today i lost in a poker game; my longest job ever was a dick named richard they kept shoving up my rectum with retorts of commands in servitudes just because they give me money to be something else 40+ hours a week; i hate sex because i dont have any so maybe if i had some i could see how it tastes again to know for sure; baby asassains known as drive thru challenged ex professional swimmer turned restaurant concierge can't read the pictures too well with the written words on it; 

i am sinner saint. i am comic here me joke it as found in a stumble up on it kind of definition or detail in front as well as in back of all present tense moments in time. i laugh because i look worse crying. i do not like certain things and in a tremendous fashion. i can not stand sitting down on the job as a stand up guy who remains seated in his posture on raising awareness on testicular massage envy - a tongued approach to kiss erection ratio purposed to measure tonsil boxing reflexologies and theories formulated to promote the stance on seated massage therapy.

im a leo; i quit smoking; today; 3 times; during break; the blunt went out; wet weed

i ate the ass of a butt when i was in college; she was so happy about it too because i didnt stop to graduate;
im enrolled in community college -  online - to cut down on my assenine output; gets pretty shitty
she is a college student also and is aware of the struggles of college life; finding good ass to eat these days is a challenge during open book exams;

i borrowed a lawn mower from a persons garage while no one was in the house and used my own gas i cyphened from another location and i cut someone elses lawn across the street for $25 to have gas money for a car i borrow from next door to another residence with cars there. i read the signs in the rear view.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

My Way

I grew up to be a rookie comedian. During my child hood eye was sensitive to light. My first kiss was an albino girl name Sarah. She let you kiss her if you asked. We wanted to know. We asked. We kissed. We finger paint and take a nap.
*I just realized we basically slept together.

One of my early childhood memories is calling a parent by their name. Momma's name was momma. Daddy's name was *go ask your father.
  i should have known better than to think he was my dad. The signs were clear. *He posted notes all over the house that said, "do not say dad to me, he's the one who left ya momma-I'm only here for pussy cat." *That bothered me tremendously because we had fish. We didnt have a dog named pussy cat....

I had many white folk around me when we left the hood off and on. I never knew that "nigger" meant me until I got around black folk who didn't live at my house.
I was in the 6th grade when I found out I was black and a nigger.
From 7th grade to 12th grade I found out I'm too dumb to pour piss out of a boot down hill in tennis made of skin and bones.
I was a freshman on college to find out, "no it's true-a girl makes you dumb when she likes you."
I stayed stupid for over 40+years.
*Now i'm smart. I no longer have a woman who likes me as I am(dumb). I have a woman who wants me for my security package options.

When i see a woman I like I lean in to her and say, "would you be my employer and give me a raise!" I like working overtime.

One time a lady responded to me and said, "as long as you don't make me late or call in sick we can do sumn. *8 second delay rule goes here.

My first in public girlfriend was Lynn Alexander. We liked each other a whole week. That is 3 years in kiddy years.
What is like? The entire time I spent searching for feelings. Do I love her close or do I punch her in the arm?
*Eye should have known that eye was never going to be dumb enough to get rich or smart enough to stay away from girls and be wealthy.
"I chose love." (awwwww)
3 ex-wives, 1 set of stab trophies later....im still dumb. Trying again and again and again to find the woman who rejects me. I am hooked. One day I may lose it all and be blinded from the fall upward as my angel saves me from myself and has her way with me over and over and over again in passions unheard of before in a public setting between two goal posts as onlookers cheer on the brilliance of such passion and erotica. Yes. I may actually have to be attractive and alone at a drive in theatre changing reels as my sanctuary.
Orrrrr. I can do stand up.