Road rage in Hawai'i

he put down the gat a long time ago.

 

Barcs just started crying in the bullying thread. I might have been a bit too forceful.

Or not.

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Seriously, guys. We were supposed to fight for people who couldn't fight for themselves.

We were supposed to fight for Willie.

I mean Barcs.

 

Oh ..... so we have another Philly Staxx on here?
Does he come with the prerequisite 6 foot 8 barefoot starting center for the New York Liberty girlfriend.

 

Barcs is a rapper? Hahaha, holy shit, that explains quite a bit of stupidity.

 

Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinburg? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the Marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.

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Possibly the cheesiest lines Jack has ever delivered.

 

That's right, Mr. Martini. There is an Easter Bunny.

 

"You want me to hold the chicken?"

"I want you to hold it between your legs."

 

The governor of Louisiana gave me this. Madame Tinkertoy's House of Blue Lights, corner of Bourbon and Toulouse, New Orleans, Louisiana. Now, this is supposed to be the finest whorehouse in the south. These ain't no pork chops! These are U.S. PRIME!

 

I knew a whore once in Wilmington. She had a glass eye. She'd take it out and wink you off for a dollar.

 

That's a win.

 

Need to get myself over to Mexicali, just put together my own, fo' sheezy mah neezy

Teaneck, New Jersey love. My presence there you are unworthy of.
We all wish to be friends with assorted fresh fish
Is the tortuous instrument of pain of
What sorrow do I feel for the naked fish

And turned the fatted logs
Because Michal Jackson's gay (sort of)
Got up afraid and tripped on various dogs

Then they found the dog turd, were they paranoid?
With all the life and death yet more life of
and drowning in dreams, as I can't avoid

And of green pointy thingies I've had my fill
With all the life and death yet more life of
I'd rather sit and eat my krill

 

Life is meaningless without music. It also helps keep artists honest, so they can't be one hit wonders and make you by an entire garbage album without sampling it first. It also gives artists who are obscure or don't have distribution/promotional deals a chance to be heard, ie the underground. Without the internet I wouldn't have heard about some of the illest MCs out.

 

Might want to keep him away Ghanian soccer player Asamoah Gyan (the guy who terrorized the US in the World Cup) as he had to have a pores conference to deny he sacrificed another Ghanian rapper.

http://www.itv.com/sport/football/u...-part-in-ritual-sacrifice-of-ghanaian-rapper/

 

I'm not much a hip hop or rap fan but honestly BBC radio one introduced me to Action Bronson (big Jets fan), Joey Bada$$ and Giggs

 

I saw an Action Bronson video a week or so ago.

Almost threw up in my mouth when the fat chick in the g-string started bootyshaking.

 

I think he has a song called Mark Sanchez..... FTW

 

Action Bronson is dope. Almost as dope as Barcstradamus.

 

Yeah, her name was Crystal and she always had an eye out for the guys. The original skull fuck.