yeaaaah baby

well i lost. close this thread up, i will cry now. dude beat me by 50 cents. weaaak even brought my comp to class because thats when the auction ended. dude next to me was like "sorry bro, can't winnem all" chick behind me was like "you are SUCH a loser" teacher was like "YOU GET AN F FOR THE DAY" i was like "I QUIT! CATCH ME IN BELIZE BURNIN BLUNTS WITH MARSUPIALS, FAGGOTS"

shit i wish this was a buy it now, because i would. only shit i've ever copped off ebay have been buy it now items. but i got 4 hours-ish until this shits done with. time to watch college basketball and hope some nerds dont snipe me.

HEY, I WANNA WIN SOMETHING ON EBAY. strategies? hacks? bribes? somebody have the knowledge? there's already been one bid, 4 hours left on the item. but i'm pretty sure that person will watch it, i wanna get this shit! HELP!

yeah word. people dont like books though because there aren't good sound effects/explosions in them. onomatopoeia only goes so far...

word, here are some excerpts i typed out for you guys. "Face-to-face with the charming killer. if frank wasn't born black and poor, he could have been a really rich, corrupt politician. instead, he became a really rich drug dealer. but he did call his mom every day. an epic tale of the vagaries of race, class, and money in the U.S. of A, this is the basis for the ridley scott film, American Gangster, with Denzel Washington in the Frank role. As frank says, 'I always knew my life was a movie,' even if he saw himself more of the Morgan Freeman type. 'Denzel, hoever, will do.'" -from New York mag, 2000 thats the intro. During the 1970s, when for a graffiti-splashed, early disco instant of urban time he was, according to then-U.S. District Attorney Rudolph Giuliani, "the biggest drug dealer" in Harlem, Frank Lucas would sit at the corner of 116th street and Eighth Avenue in a beat up Chevy he called Nellybelle. Then residing in a swank apartment in Riverdale down the hall from Yvonne De Carlo and running his heroin business out of a suite at the Regency Hotel on Park Avenue, Lucas owned several cars. He had a Rolls, a Mercedes, a Stingray, and a 427 four-on-the-floor muscle job he'd once topped out at 160 miles per hour near Exit 16E of the Jersey Turnpike, scaring himself so silly that he gave the car to his brother's wife just to get it out of his sight. But for "spying," Nellybelle worked best. "who'd ever think i'd be in a shit three hundred dollar car like that?" asks Lucas, who claims that, on a good day, he would clear up to a million dollars selling dope on 116th street. "i'd sit there, cap pulled down, with a fake beard, dark glasses, maybe some army fatigues and broken-down boots, longhair wig... I used to be right up beside the people dealing my stuff, watching the whole show, and no one knew who i was...." ...... We put it out there at four in the afternoon, when the cops changed shifts. that gave you a couple of hours to work, before those lazy bastards got down there. my buyers, though, you could set your watch by them. those junkies crawling out. by four o'clock we had enough niggers in the street to make a Tarzan movie. They had to reroute the bus coming down Eighth avenue to 116th, it couldn't get through. Call the transit deptartment to see if it's not so. On a usual day we'd put out maybe twenty-five-thousand quarters (quarter "spoons," fifty dollars' worth, enough to get high for the rest of the day). By nine o'clock i aint got a fucking gram. Everything is gone. Sold... and i got myself a million dollars." "I'd just sit there in Nellybelle and watch the money roll in," says frank lucas of those not-so-distant but near-forgotten days, when abe beame would lay his pint sized head upon the pillow at Gracie Mansion and the cop cars were still green and black. "and no one even knew it was me. I was a shadow. A ghost.... what we call downhome a haint... that was me, the Haint of Harlem." thats all im boutta put up. theres another 30 pages of it. i think i'm gonna reread it tho, so i might post up some more choice nuggs from it.

jesus christ a lot of people on here talking like they just read an entire novel. how often do you fools actually read books? it wasnt really that long... cool read tho, dude writes pretty well. this genre of writing could make a shit load of money off of suburban kids who dig vicarious living. and if you liked that read check out this book: (its got a few short stories about frank lucas) same feel to the writing.

FUCK SCIENCE YALL A BUNCHA WITCHES I BELIEVE IN POWER I FORMATIONS AND GITTER R DONE.COM

whoa ok, i didnt mean to send it out in a bulk email. i only meant to send it to my boy TJ, Mikey, and Chester. if you want to know i totally got an HJ from her in study hour, lasted like 3 minutes cuz i was thinking about the solar system during. sucks that it made the news and shit, she had real soft palms.

its for the novelty, home boy.

delightful. i hope you get to fuck a couple tight pussied virgins for your efforts here. hooking posters up to the E-Team should result in real life reward.

you already know i called those totally irie bob marley posters sallasie is tha chapel, all praise be to haile selassie I, AKA Ras Tafari and i was boutta whooop my mailman for not delivering the goods. good thing i chilled out on him when he gave me my magazines.

"TAKING THE BROWNS TO THE SUPERBOWL" lots of feces related threads lately. i am not afraid of them.

wait till the official brackets come out then we can post ours up, see who does the best.

i'm afraid of black people

i'll check that out. i just read this book: one of the 40 page or so stories in it was about how Attila the hun's conquests in the Mediterranean. pretty damn good. written by the same dude that wrote A Clockwork Orange. but boxcars, if you wanna read an incredibly good historical fiction book about feudal japan, i highly recommend Shogun by James Clavell. i am yet to have someone read this book that didnt completely enjoy it. edit: when i worked some shit job awhile back i read band of brothers by stephen e. ambrose in a couple days. pretty good book. pretty good HBO series too.

WHO CAN GIVE ME A GOOD HISTORICAL FICTION BOOK TO READ. (CAPITAL LETTERS TO GET ATTENTION, BECAUSE I WOULD LIKE A GOOD BOOK TO READ) PREFERABLY ABOUT JAPAN, OR WWII, OR ANY ANCIENT BATTLES/RULERS (I FUX WITH WHATEVER)

http://www.myspace.com/lordnastyandtheseekersofperversion baptized in pussy juice get down. tell ya friends.

4/5 for name, it makes me think of that talledega nights scene "sweet 6 pound 8 oz baby jesus" or whatever 3/5 for signature.

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weed doesnt make people crazy, weed users that microwave big bomb burritos for too long make those users crazy. because they gotta wait like 1 minute for it to cool, or burn the shit outta their mouths. and stoners don't wanna wait one minute for SHIT. thus the conundrum.

3/5 for both. i dig the simpsons reference, but i never found itchy and scratchy all that funny. in my opinion you coulda had a much funnier reference

4/5 on the name, it is very pompous and fun to say in a british accent. 3/5 on signature. i like that it uses the word "irks"

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dey com from trader joes my boy.

this lately: 3 dollar six packs. tastes kinda like red stripe too.