Bad JUJU

Sadly enough these guys were folks who i know.

I knew i wasnt the only one who liked boobs

Well jackasses, it has happened. i finally found someone who loves boobs more than i. i would like to share it with you now
Wasnt that nice. i mean come on. id like to squeeze some funbags right now. But anyhow on a serious note, we are going to take a look at this sweet house tommorrow. then i go to work two more times. then on friday i have off. this week is shaping up pretty good so far. and the future looks good as well. we will be having the feast. i am going to get another controller for the playstation 3 and another cool game soon enough. also we might get shoot em up for our first action blu ray movie. all in all march ought to be pretty good. and not to mention st pattys day. i am going to get extra drunk. i dont know whether i will be working or not, but when it gets to time for me not to be working you can bet that sure as fire is hot i will be doing some drinking. hell i may even drink some liquor. then ill go to my friends's houses at 9:30 in the morning all smashed. itll be good times. i dont know if yall have been checking the busts in savannah button we have but its ok because no one especially good has been since i put it there. well im fixin to get to some business up here just before the witching hour so ill talk to you cool cats later. but i would like to say one more thing. my dog has problems, he hates cats but he loves pussy.

Welcome everbody to the wild wild west....

This morning i awoke thinking of the time i met my real dad for the very first time. I was 20 years old, i still had a mane that hung well past the middle of my back. We had to fly to texas (me and my 2 lil sisters) and meet him there at the airport, i was all 6's and 7's waiting at the door to see if i could spot him out before he got to the door itself. I thought a few times that he may not even show, but he did, i see this 6' 9 dude with a huge cowboy hat and he was accompanied by another big guy and this one little lady, marta. I sat poised savoring the moment, i let go of the breath that i didn't even realize i was holding..... Then he walked right past me straight to my two sisters. Now, they had seen a picture of him prior to our meeting. And he likewise had seen a few pictures of them, they had talked on the phone some before the meeting had been arranged and we decided to meet at the airport. He asked amanda and darlene where i was, they pointed at me and the look on his face said it all. I really didn't give a fuck for any of what happened next. But mexico, my uncle pocho, (that's right NOT poncho) and my grandparents were all the shit. My real dad kept interogating me as to whether or not i do drugs, then we switched to my religion, then we switched to my clothes. It went on and on. In the end i got my half brother out of it, and marta and uncle pocho were the bomb diggity. I wish to this day that i hadn't went because it made me hate my old dad even more. You see, he had this story about the way things are and the way things were and why he and mom weren't together anymore. But he fucked up in the lying as to how he waited so long to have another family. You see my intuitive audience, my half brother Julio and darlene's ages fucked his shit all up. If what he said had been true julio would've had to have been a little younger. Me and him have a special understanding about the way things are and the way they will be, i hope to bring him down to the dirty dirty this summer!!!! We watched robot shicken ever night and i thought him all about the way and the code of the samurai. I also got to see St. Elmo's fire. that was some scary shit all the way around. I wish juan manuel the best in this life. But i sure as fuck hope i don't have to stand before him and get all those old hatred feelings out and about again. To this day i can't really sat that i love that fucker, but i am glad that i got to learn directly from his ol punk ass. That's it for now from the mind of the man named nikia jones. Ya'll keep away from the man, cause he ain't really trying to keep away from you aight? PEACE!!!!!!!

We need a pitcher, not a belly itcher.

Well then gang okily dokily. once again i am back on the scene doing my thing. not too much exciting tonite going on. my friend the tiler is going back to guatemala tommorrow to look at the girls he says. it will indeed be quiet without them pounding and sawing the tiles late into the evening. why just yesterday they were in here until 3 am just working their little asses off. me, i just stood here and watched, drank some coffee and some water. and of course played video games. i have found a new brand of time wasting, it is a game called protector. intensely exciting yert easy enough that you dont have to give it even half of your attention. but you do anyway because it is so fun. now id like to talk about something more important and upcoming. what is it you say, well i will tell you. it is the government check feast. me and mr jones and our ladies will be having a monster government check sized feast soon enough. what will have though i am sure you are asking. quite frankly i have been thinking that myself alot lately. so far me and my lady have thought that we will make these dank ass orange shrimp. other than that i dont know what else. maybe some oysters? possibly or delicious sandford style chili. maybe we will start the feast with sandford breakfast sandwiches. perhaps some delicious things to drink on. maybe some nice sipping bourbon, some coronas or newcastles. the sky is the limit. well i suppose our stomachs are the limit. maybe i should make some laxative brownies so half way through everyone can take a huge poo and then continue eating. perhaps i will bring some taco stuff and margaritas. never a bad idea. but this is the feast is it good ENOUGH. it must be the highest quality if we are to serve it to our friends. plus we want to eat good stuff to. should we just get big old steaks, or pork chops? green beans or succatash? beer or liquor? white bread or wheat? paper or plastic? the questions keep coming but there are no definitve answers. perhaps we should create a poll for those of you who read often enough. we will put the best of the best and when all the voting is done we will eat the ultimate pick picked by the ultimate pickers. indeed

Letters, Sweaters, & Money getters

Today is a very good day sportsfans. I get to chill hard like ice as soon as i get the hell up outta dat hilton. The other day there was no water in our apartments because an apartment at the front of the place busted a pipe and they had to cut it all off to fix it. I wake up to Shit, Shower, and Shave. Which if you add it all up requires one thing..... Yeah, water. Motha fuckin H2O. That shit sucked ass, then i had this amazing idea, i work at a hotel maybe i can just show up and see if i can cop a room for like 30 minutes and do my thang. I called and got NOTHING. So i figured. Luckily the amount of ideas i have at one time usually range high enough that i have plan A all the way to plan G! But back to why today will kick ass. You see i'm off tommorow so that means the chilling will begin at the strike of 11pm. i may even go to the gun man's lair and see what his 20 is. "They took my rangs, they took my rolex, i looked at the brotha and said damn whats next?" "I laid all them bustas down, i let my gat explode,
now i'm switching my mind back into freak mode" Nate dogg and Warren-g. If you have never heard the song regulators you should be pounding your head on the table. Go ahead, i'll wait a few seconds...... Long enough, if there's no bruise tommorow then you truly suck dog dick for quarters. Well, in closing sportsfans, some serious chilling and dropping and yelling is going down, and if you ain't down it's a tad bit late i guess i'll just have to get Nate dogg and warren g to go ahead and regulate. Nikia to the mothafuckin J smashing the hell out til lata!!!!

Almost no more construction

Soon enough all this damn construction will be done and i will be back to my peace and quiet. but tonite i get it until 4 in the am. also i cant let people i nthe lobby because of the new tile. which is starting to be a pain. i have to go out the backdoor to give them their shit. and of course every jack ass here needs help with something. the really sweet thing about when people dont have shit in there rooms is that if we are full, there is no where to get if from. being unprepared is the name of the game around here. another good thing about this place is the lack of communication. for instance, most of our reservations are the third party type( for all you none hotel types this is things like expedia, orbitz, travelocity that type of shit). the problem with that is that when we get full and no one calls them to tell them they continue to make reservations. this is a problem because these poor people get here after who knows how long of a trip, and there is no room. that means if i am the last one here i have to explain to these poor sad sacks that we dont have a room for them and they must go somewhere else. as you can imagine this doesnt make them smiley. instead it does just the opposite. but enough of that for now. how bout something that will make us all happy. what is that thing you say, well ill tell you. today it is the phrase "fixin to". this doesnt necessarily mean that you are about to repair something. often enough it means about to do something. like one could say im fixin to go to the store, meaning im about to go to the store. or if someone asks hey when are you going to get that stuff, you can say im fixin to. it is a very flexible word although most of its meaning have to do with repair and about to do stuff. well thats this weeks installment of words i like that other people dont. yall be good now ya hear

Nonrefundable

Today i was remembering the time i saw my first jason movie. It was the height of all my summer vacationing at my good ol' grandma's house. She would let us each pick out a movie each week, and everytime it was my turn they never had a good horror flick. I finally asked the guy at the counter what was up with the lack of selection in the scary selection and he readily pointed out the door next to the restrooms, now i'd seen the door too many times before but there wasn't any kind of a sign on it and it had a knob with a key slot leaving one to assume it may belocked any way. But when i got inside, it was scary movie heaven!!!! They had all the child's play movies, the hell rasier series, the entire collection of puppet master, even the blob movies. Then, the question popped into my noodle: why was it all hidden behind this door and not on display for the custeomer to see? I dared to ask and the same, now inseemingly impatient with my asking, fellow told me of the little girl who sued them for pain and duress because of the "graphic" images on the covers of the movies on display, so it had to be removed from sight to allow the store to settle out of court for less than what they were being sued for. I got my money out and he looked at me and asked my age and account number and however unforturnate my darling grandmother had stepped out to the grocery store while we browsed around the movie store and the rest of the strip. I knew they closed in about 15 or 20 minutes so i gave up and settled on just getting up outta that peice. Then, the dude just said to give him the money and he would let me do it big!!!! I got the entire jason series and the lepruchan2 (back to the hood) to relax to later on. But for now ya'll its time to get this forty and my shorty well on there way to a collaberation. Love peace and afro grease fro-eva!