I want to make a kind of techno/free verse style of music, that represents the maxims of masculinity and warrior spirit. Sort of like a gangster rap, made by respectable human beings, that expands and organizes the manner of thought we exhibit.
ARE YOU ON OPIUM…ACID MAYBE???
[quote]SpartanX wrote:
I suppose if I should have thrown in a desire for adonis like man-love. No matter what I will never be satisfied. I’d rather struggle, remain subservient to a mediocre path and die old and weak. I cannot sit by and do nothing anymore, for any moment, I must think about it, do upon it, be about this masculine spirit which infects my hole and stares cowards dead in the eyes while he fucks me until there is nothing left to pump.
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SpartanX,
Often, the final product of a writer is very different once the editor has had his say. Sadly, your latest piece was too long for the allotted space, so I cut it down to size while attempting to maintain the true meaning behind the writing. Well done.
DB
[quote]mgern527 wrote:
ARE YOU ON OPIUM…ACID MAYBE???[/quote]
Kinda feels like a nice mushroom trip to me. I don’t think he would be able to use the computer if he was having a good (or bad) Acid Trip. Dude, make sure you share the love, the only people who will be able to understand you and comminucate on your level while “shroomin” is your buddies who are doing it with you.
V
There’s a war goin on outside, no man is safe from
You could run but you can’t hide forever
from these, streets, that we done took
You walkin witcha head down scared to look
You shook, cause ain’t no such things as halfway crooks
They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It’s similar to Vietnam
Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cop’s control
They better have the riot gear ready
Tryin to bag me and get rocked steady
by the mac one-double, I touch you
and leave you with not much to go home wit
My skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action
if I’m not at home, puffin lye relaxin
New York got a nigga depressed
So I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess
God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll
And to the drama I built, and all unfinished beef
You will soon be killed, put us together
It’s like mixin vodka and milk
I’m goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me
and if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me
Lord forgive me the Hennesey got me not knowin how to act
I’m fallin and I can’t turn back
or maybe it’s the words from my man Killa Black
that I can’t say so it’s left a untold fact, until my death
My goal’s to stay alive
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
Last time I had a war going on inside it was from antibiotics (ear infection, not crotch rot, asshole). It sucked.
[quote]Doug Adams wrote:
There is definitely a war going on inside me as well. I shouldn’t have eaten that mexican food that’s been in my fridge for a week and a half. The results will be catastrophic in the near future.[/quote]
I had a similar problem with Indian food once, it ran through my colon like a bullet train.
[quote]Sick Rick wrote:
HolyMacaroni wrote:
I can’t get past the boss in the 3rd level. I tried reading the walkthrough but they said to do the shotgun to the head + uppercut combo 12x to defeat him.
HOWEVER, inorder to kill those flying things you need the shotgun, and since there are 4 of them even if you kill each one with only one shot, it only leaves you with 10 shotgun rounds.
so either i’m missing something here, or my game is bugged.
No man you’ll have to take a right turn right before those flying fuckers, there’s shotgun shells there. You’ll have plenty of ammo to defeat the boss.
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Are we talking about Resident Evil 5?
Man I hate wars. I wish we could all just get along.
[quote]MaximusB wrote:
Doug Adams wrote:
There is definitely a war going on inside me as well. I shouldn’t have eaten that mexican food that’s been in my fridge for a week and a half. The results will be catastrophic in the near future.
I had a similar problem with Indian food once, it ran through my colon like a bullet train. [/quote]
The mango habanero wings I had at Buffalo Wild Wings yesterday certainly caused war to wage inside me. Probably didn’t help that I was hung over from the night before still.
Doug, it was Chang_Lee. He’s who I first thought of when I read this thread. This is why I miss NateOrade. He could channel Chang_Lee on occasion.
[quote]polo77j wrote:
This thread has enormous potential…[/quote]
So I was riding my unicycle, smoking a blunt, getting a blowjob, with a midget on my back singing Neil Diamonds "Coming to America…
SpartanX?
[quote]malonetd wrote:
There’s a war goin on outside, no man is safe from
You could run but you can’t hide forever
from these, streets, that we done took
You walkin witcha head down scared to look
You shook, cause ain’t no such things as halfway crooks
They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It’s similar to Vietnam
Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cop’s control
They better have the riot gear ready
Tryin to bag me and get rocked steady
by the mac one-double, I touch you
and leave you with not much to go home wit
My skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action
if I’m not at home, puffin lye relaxin
New York got a nigga depressed
So I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess
God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll
And to the drama I built, and all unfinished beef
You will soon be killed, put us together
It’s like mixin vodka and milk
I’m goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me
and if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me
Lord forgive me the Hennesey got me not knowin how to act
I’m fallin and I can’t turn back
or maybe it’s the words from my man Killa Black
that I can’t say so it’s left a untold fact, until my death
My goal’s to stay alive
Survival of the fit only the strong survive[/quote]
Sorry, but this wins thread.
Senna pods…
solves inner turmoil.