Getting it in.

Well guys and gals, its been long enough, once again N to the J like yeast will rise to the occasion and make another notch in the blog tree. Lets get right into it. First the weather is really fucked up, for 3 days i can kick it like a soccer ball in my shorts and t shirts. Next thing you know its 3 days of sweaters and jackets and shivering my ass off. Mother nature might be on her period yo. Next, who the fuck thought that the guy who ran a pizza chain internationally would make a good president. I mean really? That dude looked as dumb as them hoes who was trying to holla back at him once he made the GOP. But fuck that shit, i mean im sure any dude stuck managing all of the pizza places in America would get horny and hit on some chicks. But you cant do all that and try our for the white house either. Come to think about it, i still hate bush too. Fuck him with a hot iron trident. Twice. In the other news, people still think global warming is a myth. I'd like to take that guy to Canada and make him take hike up all the mountains that dont have any more ice on them. But lets not wander to far into the muckity muck of shit that sucks. Today were gonna brush up on gettin it in. See you may not know it, (and Im sure lots of you do know) that we all get it in one way or another. You ever get your work out on and you actually feel good enough to kill a man, you may have just got it in. Now if your ride's fuckin up and you fix it good enough to keep killinit for a good minute, nigga you just got it in. If you reading this while your girl is tripping and you aint giving a shit, you sir, are getting it in as you read. Tonight germs and gents thats all the flavor you can savor for now. Ill be back sooner than later to kick it with ya's once more. Dont eat it if it still moving. Ya boy's out!!!!

Motha Fuckin Georgia

Killas! Here it is the last day of the first month of the new year, and what year its been thus far. Drivin-n-Cryin has a new album out after 12 years hiding under the rugs with the bed bugs, and then of course there's the 2012 fiasco, and i gotta tell yas if the end of the world is nigh and were all gonna burn like a bad ass perm, I think I'm just gonna get drunk and watch Phantom of the paradise. Just kick it like a G till it all goes down like a plane crash. Last night was cooler than the other side of the pillow, good food, a coffin sized cooler full-o-beers, and the D For now sportsfans I must wave and tip my cap as I head off into the dark cold night to sleep it off and wake up to do it again.