Once again...

Listening to Mobb Deep, Got it Twisted. ... This song seems fitting for this first post. ... Many of you know what happened to the last one, so we won't get into it. If you're new, just ask someone who's been around and they'll tell you how we were muzzled. ... A whole bunch of you asked about that whole "missing someone" post before. Look, if I wanted everyone to know who the person was, I woulda dropped a name. I didn't. You do the math. ... They're still missed. ... If you're here looking for the sex blog, post a comment or email us and we'll get that out to you whenever the fuck we feel like it. ... The beach is about 600 steps from where this blog is right now. That's gangster. ... The weather is fabulous. Stop asking. ... Yes, guest bloggers will still be welcomed and free to post whatever they feel the need to play expert about. Stop asking. ... We're back, bitches! ... This blog is going to see The Roots tomorrow night at the HOB. Weed smoke and liqour will be plentiful along with posers, in all likelihood. The Roots are from Philadelphia. We're not too pleased with that city right about now. ... It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia is hi-larious, however. ... If you've never eaten or heard of chicken and waffles as one dish, you should be ashamed and the good people of this blog wouldn't mind if you never clicked back around this motherfucker. Blasphemes. ... I'm a tough act to follow. ... Watch Jurassic Fight Club. ... I have a clepto in my family. If you need a phone or laptop, holler at the kid. ... The hat is cocked to the left. ... We represent the East Side of THAT city. ... I miss The Wire. ... My date likes being in this blog. ... Many of you do. ... Our format has been duplicated and imitated. Imitation is the finest form of flattery. But make no mistake, the original is up and running right here, yo. ... Do NOT wear skirts or dresses with leggings. Such a bad look and it defeats the entire purpose of why dresses and skirts are attractive in the first goddamn place. For a man, the thing is knowing that there really isn't much of a barrier between us and your ass/pussy. So, please, for the sake of the sanity of some of us, just stop it. ... I appreciate the compliments and the notes about how my writing inspires. That means something. ... stillmatice.blogspot.com. ... This is a release for me. ... Catch me. I'm falling. ... Just like a year ago, I still like girls for their brain. ... Prostitutes are simply out for profit and the pursuit of a fix or a college education. ... Pause. ... Not. ... I got no place to go. ... I don't want to live anywhere else but this country. This country is fucked up beyond repair. ... People shouldn't blow all their money on bracelets and chains. Blow it on food and alcohol and sex. ... I'm a gunner. ... Who said there is anything wrong with anal assassins? Look, try new shit. Everything hurts a little bit. ... I wear Dickies with everything. Polos. Wifebeaters. Softball shirts. T-shirts. ... Who is winning? The Devil or God? Probably a little from Column A, a little from Column B. ... That is if either of them even exist. Religion is all what you want it to be, which is why so many people in this world believe in it. Imagine if everyone had a mind of their own and asked questions. How many would actually accept some of the bullshit? The thing about it is it allows people to live their lives without taking responsibility. Don't get me wrong, not all, but many. The excuses then either point to them following their beliefs or turning to their beliefs to cleanse them of the wrong they've done. ... And who is to say what is right and wrong? Whenever someone dies, don't people usually say it was their time to go and God took them to a better place (even if they sold H to kids for a living)? So shouldn't the guy who shot them in the stomach three times be praised for being the messanger? ... That might be too much for some of you, but ask if this blog gives a damn. ... I was baptised. ... I've drank so much Squirt these past three days. ... This is all for today. Just remember, that this is a habitat for humanity and honest speech. Also, insanity sometimes lives here. ... Listening to Kanye West for some reason (blah). "Henny makes girls look like Halle Berry to me" always makes me smile. ... Be cool.