Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Tony's Old Girl
I'm Tony's old girl, I'm havin trouble movin on,
Cuz in my whole life, he was the wickedest one....
That is one of Disheveled Prom Queen's lyrics from a rap she wrote that no one may ever hear.
But, you know, it ain't easy being Tony's Old Girl,
just ask Jacqui Chan.
peep the link:
Tony's Old Girl
Considering that Jacqui's Tony left her for a princess, yo, obviously I can relate.
Tony is good with the ladies. First a model, then a princess.
mm hmm. go head playa.
But yo, I also relate to Jacqui not wanting her identity to only be as some dude's ex.
Cuz the thing is, she was in show biz before she even met Tony.
Go head and tell it Jacqui.
Me too gurl. I mean, a singer that is.
Cuz in my whole life, he was the wickedest one....
That is one of Disheveled Prom Queen's lyrics from a rap she wrote that no one may ever hear.
But, you know, it ain't easy being Tony's Old Girl,
just ask Jacqui Chan.
peep the link:
Tony's Old Girl
Considering that Jacqui's Tony left her for a princess, yo, obviously I can relate.
Tony is good with the ladies. First a model, then a princess.
mm hmm. go head playa.
But yo, I also relate to Jacqui not wanting her identity to only be as some dude's ex.
Cuz the thing is, she was in show biz before she even met Tony.
Go head and tell it Jacqui.
Me too gurl. I mean, a singer that is.
SupaFreak
Disheveled Prom Queen a little slow to the take again, but finally checking out 2Chainz.
Searchin 2Chainz on my new Spotify account and then tryna decide which song to listen to, I figured a track with Young Jeezy was a good way to go.
Startin out strong with my peep of 2Chainz, I think.
"Tell your baby daddy that he's super weak,
Fucked yo girl last night, it only took a week."
Hell yeah, that's my kinda man!
Searchin 2Chainz on my new Spotify account and then tryna decide which song to listen to, I figured a track with Young Jeezy was a good way to go.
Startin out strong with my peep of 2Chainz, I think.
"Tell your baby daddy that he's super weak,
Fucked yo girl last night, it only took a week."
Hell yeah, that's my kinda man!
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Stencils Dancing
I thought this stencil of blue dancers was pretty cool.
The silly tag next to it is lucky to be hitching a ride into this photo for balanced composition's sake.
The silly tag next to it is lucky to be hitching a ride into this photo for balanced composition's sake.
Call Tyrone
Pleased to announce that i am back to an acceptable amount of Disheveled today. the tear I was on has smoothly landed on a nice level being only mildy disheveled, and so, my own personal normal. Although there is bender-ish behavior that does continue to persist. Can I still say that red wine is good for the heart and that's why I drink it everyday even though I switched to Vodka two days ago?
Well anyway. I was thinking today about what I had written in the previous post about a mutherfucker blowing a phone up and such. Although I will be slightly more gentle today and just say, a dude blowing up a phone...to say that such a person in my past that demonstrated such behavior actually earned himself his own post with his actions.
And so, here it is. Now, normally I do not mention names, but this time it is required.
For the man who gains credit for blowing up my phone the most, (even worse than the psycho ex when i had to change the locks) is.......the one and the only, "Tyrone."
Now, mind you, things started out well. Met him out on the Belmont Plateau, which is a very Philly place to meet someone indeed. He was riding a dirt bike and I was thinkin I might want a ride.
But you know, dude did not know how to fall back.
Booty call is like hit each other up, meet up, and fall back. Right?
You would think someone would get a hint after three or so missed calls.
Eventually, it became not worth it to call Tyrone.
We were singing this one for ages after that.
Well anyway. I was thinking today about what I had written in the previous post about a mutherfucker blowing a phone up and such. Although I will be slightly more gentle today and just say, a dude blowing up a phone...to say that such a person in my past that demonstrated such behavior actually earned himself his own post with his actions.
And so, here it is. Now, normally I do not mention names, but this time it is required.
For the man who gains credit for blowing up my phone the most, (even worse than the psycho ex when i had to change the locks) is.......the one and the only, "Tyrone."
Now, mind you, things started out well. Met him out on the Belmont Plateau, which is a very Philly place to meet someone indeed. He was riding a dirt bike and I was thinkin I might want a ride.
But you know, dude did not know how to fall back.
Booty call is like hit each other up, meet up, and fall back. Right?
You would think someone would get a hint after three or so missed calls.
Eventually, it became not worth it to call Tyrone.
We were singing this one for ages after that.
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