a 'close read' of this 'classic' neo victorian soul song shows that this was a dating situation gone horribly awry:

1. on the first day of christmas, my true love gave to me... a partridge in a pear tree.

see. this where he fucked up. he was listening to these jawns tawmbout "be creaaaaative". he gave the chick a TREE, with a fucking bird in it? iono about you, but that's off the charts right there. that ain't no netflix. dude was trying to come out the box. did he get the draws? NOPE.

2. on the second day of christmas, my true love gave to me... two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

dude. let me holla at you a minute. mano a mano. WHAT PART of THIS BIRD AIN'T INTO BIRDS DID YOU NOT GET FROM THE FIRST FUCKING DAY??? the fuck, you was just strolling through Hecht's and was like, "oooh, turtledoves is on sale, by one get one free, this is a GREAT idea". no its not, dumbass. you are fucking up your chances of ever getting the pussy. two days. two bird-ass gifts. fuck is on YOUR bird, fam? you get the draws? NOPE.

3. on the third day of christmas, my true love gave to me... three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

*smh*. is you SLOW???? AGAIN, with the BIRDS, fam? "oh, these hens FRENCH... she gonna LOOOOVE this shit". son. son. maybe the chick was just gassing it up and you really ain't even GIVE her a gift on day three. maybe you was in the neighborhood and rolled through with three buckets of KFC. yeah, that MUST be it. cuz i KNOW yo dumbass wouldn't do what i thought you did. day three. did you get the draws? NOPE.

4. on the fourth day of christmas, my true love gave to me... four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

http://www.forumammo.com/cpg/albums/userpics/10062/SiskoAnimated.gif

are you foreign? is there some significance to the birds that i'm missing? do you have a side bet on how long you can remain a virgin? i could be doing other things besides giving you advice, homie. chill w/ the fucking birds. besides, she already GOT calling birds. that's who she be clowning your ass to on the daily, tawmbout, "on the fourth day of christmas, this simpass gave to meeeeee..." did you get the draws? NOPE.


5. ON the FIF day of christmas, my true love gave to me...
FIIIIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

so lemme get this straight. them Zales commercials siced yo ass up and you just happened to be in the mall, right? this shit don't even compute, yo. why you have to give her FIVE golden rings? was they onion rings? i could see that, then... no... REAL ass gold. you know what, we went to school together, i always look out for you. but i'm starting to think you get what you deserve, champ. 5 rings. bwahahahahaha. like, you already gave this jawn a whole fucking petting zoo and that ain't work, and you giving out jewelry now? did you get the draws? NOPE.

6. on the sixth day of christmas, my true love gave to me... six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

*no comment on day six*.

7. on the seventh day of christmas, my true love gave to me... seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

the fuck????? ok. lets be real. in 8th grade, y'all ain't really move down south, did you? you went to the special school, didn't you? no, no, that's disrespecting them. this ain't special, this just dumb. its cats in 12th grade just learning fractions that wouldn't trick all typesa fucking wildlife and jewelry on a jawn like you doing. did you get the draws? NOPE.


8. On the eighth day of christmas, my true love gave to me...
eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

O_O. waooow. help me understand this right here. eight maids a milking? you bought her a MAID service? or do you got some kind of lactation fetish? they breastmilking, yo? is that what you into? no? just regular ass maids? what? why? they getting minimum wage? they citizens, yo? or did you roll up outside the migrant worker corner downtown in a white painter's van and axe for eight women who wanted to get paid for milking? this is making less and less sense to me. did you get the draws? NOPE.

9. on the ninth day of christmas, my true love gave to me... nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

word? you went from from birds, to jewelry, to immigrant broads w/ leaking titties, to strippers? you got some freak in you, bwoy. just not an ounce of logic. this was supposed to appeal to her, how? do i need to call charter health care? you don't need to get help from them, but you damn sure need it from somebody. you actin real kool keith right about now. if you had $$$ to buy strippers and lactating jawns, why you even fooling with old girl in the first place? did you get the draws? NOPE.


10. on the tenth day of christmas, my true love gave to me... ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

*side eye*. *backs away*. the strippers weren't enough? you bought her some dudes in tights. and you still ain't hit? so after you went home, they still over there, with her, the strippers, and the milky jawns, eating all the chicken YOU brought? waow. did you get the draws, though? NOPE.


11. on the eleventh day of christmas, my true love gave to me...
eleven pipers piping (!!!), ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

what in the world? pipers, fam? you know they piping right now? your pretend ass girlfriend, that's who. and prolly some of them leaping ass bammas. and the milky jawns. and the strippers, definitely the strippers. thats. what. pipers. DO. they PIPE!!! kind of emo/cuckold type shit you on, fam? "uhhh, if i can't have her, maybe she'll at least be grateful that i got her damn near a dozen pipers". FOH. lol. later for all them trees and birds, dawg. did you holla at rooms to go? she gonna need some sectional furniture for all them people you sent over to the crib. oh, and scotchguard that shit, too. for all the milk. and the piping. you get the draws? NOPE.

12. on the twelvth day of christmas, my true love gave to me... twelve drummers drumming, eleven pipers piping (!!!), ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

12 funky drummers, huh. *shrug*. i guess what good is an orgy if you ain't got music? did you get the draws? NOPE. i ain't think so. i ain't see you over here. oh? oh hell yeah, i'm over here. i was talking to *fingerquotes* your GIRL *fingerquotes*, we charging cover an airything. i'ma prolly see two, three GRAND, after expenses, and that's just my cut. oh, and barbecue turtledove washed down with MILK!!!! *scrumptious*. hold up... what's that? oh. its your girl. she axed what you doing for kwanzaa?


i grew up singing that mess blindly. i was being conditioned for simpdom. please. if you got a cupcakin ass dude in your clique, and his insurance won't pay for Charter House, tell him about the twelve days of trickin. take him to a club. tell him to spend the money on the homeless or something. don't let him go out like this.


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Fuck your sig.

FIIIIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

so lemme get this straight. them Zales commercials siced yo ass up and you just happened to be in the mall, right? this shit don't even compute, yo. why you have to give her FIVE golden rings? was they onion rings? i could see that, then... no... REAL ass gold. you know what, we went to school together, i always look out for you. but i'm starting to think you get what you deserve, champ. 5 rings. bwahahahahaha. like, you already gave this jawn a whole fucking petting zoo and that ain't work, and you giving out jewelry now? did you get the draws? NOPE.

6. on the sixth day of christmas, my true love gave to me... six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

*no comment on day six*.

7. on the seventh day of christmas, my true love gave to me... seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

the fuck????? ok. lets be real. in 8th grade, y'all ain't really move down south, did you? you went to the special school, didn't you? no, no, that's disrespecting them. this ain't special, this just dumb. its cats in 12th grade just learning fractions that wouldn't trick all typesa fucking wildlife and jewelry on a jawn like you doing. did you get the draws? NOPE.





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I give a broad 5 golden rings, she aint gettin shit for many moons after that. Day six I woulda gave her ass six nuts a bustin'

save for the fruits of my loins.


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was on some reverse crazy eddie INSANE type shit. like, you want how many hunnid for this little ass charm? i ended up having to go to the usual spot. ppl stay going in and out of there, though.

i only was intrigued b/c around my way, Jared was a black name. to me, that's like a mainstream assed store called Tyrell.




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staff to look after it, and regular bird awareness functions that attract the Hollywood and business elite.

At the least.



>a 'close read' of this 'classic' neo victorian soul song
>shows that this was a dating situation gone horribly awry:
>
>1. on the first day of christmas, my true love gave to me... a
>partridge in a pear tree.
>
>see. this where he fucked up. he was listening to these jawns
>tawmbout "be creaaaaative". he gave the chick a TREE, with a
>fucking bird in it? iono about you, but that's off the charts
>right there. that ain't no netflix. dude was trying to come
>out the box. did he get the draws? NOPE.
>
>2. on the second day of christmas, my true love gave to me...
>two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.
>
>dude. let me holla at you a minute. mano a mano. WHAT PART of
>THIS BIRD AIN'T INTO BIRDS DID YOU NOT GET FROM THE FIRST
>FUCKING DAY??? the fuck, you was just strolling through
>Hecht's and was like, "oooh, turtledoves is on sale, by one
>get one free, this is a GREAT idea". no its not, dumbass. you
>are fucking up your chances of ever getting the pussy. two
>days. two bird-ass gifts. fuck is on YOUR bird, fam? you get
>the draws? NOPE.
>
>3. on the third day of christmas, my true love gave to me...
>three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear
>tree.
>
>*smh*. is you SLOW???? AGAIN, with the BIRDS, fam? "oh, these
>hens FRENCH... she gonna LOOOOVE this shit". son. son. maybe
>the chick was just gassing it up and you really ain't even
>GIVE her a gift on day three. maybe you was in the
>neighborhood and rolled through with three buckets of KFC.
>yeah, that MUST be it. cuz i KNOW yo dumbass wouldn't do what
>i thought you did. day three. did you get the draws? NOPE.
>
>4. on the fourth day of christmas, my true love gave to me...
>four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a
>partridge in a pear tree.
>
>http://www.forumammo.com/cpg/albums/userpics/10062/SiskoAnimated.gif
>
>are you foreign? is there some significance to the birds that
>i'm missing? do you have a side bet on how long you can remain
>a virgin? i could be doing other things besides giving you
>advice, homie. chill w/ the fucking birds. besides, she
>already GOT calling birds. that's who she be clowning your ass
>to on the daily, tawmbout, "on the fourth day of christmas,
>this simpass gave to meeeeee..." did you get the draws? NOPE.
>
>
>
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>
>peace & blessings,
>
>x.
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lol

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for no french chickens.

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cuz this is certified.

for real. if I were at home, I'd post it on bgol for starters

you pay for bgol? Really?

eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

O_O. waooow. help me understand this right here. eight maids a milking? you bought her a MAID service? or do you got some kind of lactation fetish? they breastmilking, yo? is that what you into? no? just regular ass maids? what? why? they getting minimum wage? they citizens, yo? or did you roll up outside the migrant worker corner downtown in a white painter's van and axe for eight women who wanted to get paid for milking? this is making less and less sense to me. did you get the draws? NOPE.

9. on the ninth day of christmas, my true love gave to me... nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

word? you went from from birds, to jewelry, to immigrant broads w/ leaking titties, to strippers? you got some freak in you, bwoy. just not an ounce of logic. this was supposed to appeal to her, how? do i need to call charter health care? you don't need to get help from them, but you damn sure need it from somebody. you actin real kool keith right about now. if you had $$$ to buy strippers and lactating jawns, why you even fooling with old girl in the first place? did you get the draws? NOPE.


10. on the tenth day of christmas, my true love gave to me... ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

*side eye*. *backs away*. the strippers weren't enough? you bought her some dudes in tights. and you still ain't hit? so after you went home, they still over there, with her, the strippers, and the milky jawns, eating all the chicken YOU brought? waow. did you get the draws, though? NOPE.





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he just gave it to her. foh

her boonigga is givin HER all these wack ass gifts. the fuck she gon do with a farm fulla birds?? yeah the 5 golden rings was nice, good job on that, my dude. but all them animals and shit? is this land of the lost? is this your slick way to get your 'green acres' on? for real?

see what they leave out is the 13th verse of the song, which goes:

on the 13th day of christmas that nigga gave to meeee
another damn bird,
so i said this is enough,
went to the police
had them draw me up:
nine restrainin orders
eight stalkin charges
seven counts of harrassment
six guard dogs
FIIIIVE PEPPER SPRAAAAAYS
for the next time
that nigga come around
with another bird
but best believe im keepin the goldeeen riiiiiiiiiings

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i just laughed so fuckin hard just now LOL

them purple winterberries. granted, you shouldn't have had white carpet in the first damn place, but still.


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dont gas traces head up...she thinks shes funny.
From: Binlahab
Date: Dec 05th 2008

old glossy hair having gal

likes.

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my mom thought that was weird

i requested that they all be dominican

everyone else thought that was weird

saying. *reopens www.swollendominicanmilkmaidens.com*


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it cant be wrong

11 pipers piping (!!!), ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

what in the world? pipers, fam? you know they piping right now? your pretend ass girlfriend, that's who. and prolly some of them leaping ass bammas. and the milky jawns. and the strippers, definitely the strippers. thats. what. pipers. DO. they PIPE!!! kind of emo/cuckold type shit you on, fam? "uhhh, if i can't have her, maybe she'll at least be grateful that i got her damn near a dozen pipers". FOH. lol. later for all them trees and birds, dawg. did you holla at rooms to go? she gonna need some sectional furniture for all them people you sent over to the crib. oh, and scotchguard that shit, too. for all the milk. and the piping. you get the draws? NOPE.

12. on the twelvth day of christmas, my true love gave to me... twelve drummers drumming, eleven pipers piping (!!!), ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, FIVE GOLDEN RAINGS!!!! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree.

12 funky drummers, huh. *shrug*. i guess what good is an orgy if you ain't got music? did you get the draws? NOPE. i ain't think so. i ain't see you over here. oh? oh hell yeah, i'm over here. i was talking to *fingerquotes* your GIRL *fingerquotes*, we charging cover an airything. i'ma prolly see two, three GRAND, after expenses, and that's just my cut. oh, and barbecue turtledove washed down with MILK!!!! *scrumptious*. hold up... what's that? oh. its your girl. she axed what you doing for kwanzaa?





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*smh*. is you SLOW???? AGAIN, with the BIRDS, fam? "oh, these hens FRENCH... she gonna LOOOOVE this shit". son.

And I'm already laughing out loud. This is gonna be a great post...

Thanks. I laffed

cause I'm bout to send this to my cousins n nem

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you know they piping right now? your pretend ass girlfriend, that's who.

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learn something new.


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he had other options. impulse buyin ass bamma.

they seent him coming. hens wasn't even french, either. regular ass, london hens. sales dude convinced him they clucked w/ an accent ('oh, the young lady will LOVE this, mate'). dummy.




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ELECTRIC LIGHTS and PHONES were just invented recently then. He coulda got her electric lights to show how really bad she look and a PHONE to telephone him to talk about it.

Damn. Edison and Bell were SALTY then.

heads up and had 'em tricking off on shiny glass. we laughing, but a diamond cost more than all that shit, now.

>ELECTRIC LIGHTS and PHONES were just invented recently then.
>He coulda got her electric lights to show how really bad she
>look and a PHONE to telephone him to talk about it.
>
>Damn. Edison and Bell were SALTY then.

yep. and burnt down the whole block. but he could have went to Beste Buye and came up on an incandescent bulb for his boo. or a phone. she was clicking to her bird ass friends on morse code, though.

word to cyrano de ballsac, tho, game changed up completely when the telephone caught on. because before that, folks was spitting game via letters. you ain't have to worry about your 'phone voice'.

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the freaking horseless carriage!

http://www.jdht.com/jdht_collection/jdht_image_update04/1897daimler.jpg

that joint had the 24 inch AND 12 inch rims on it. sheeeeeit.

i bet you they had a chromed out wooden spokes option on that joint.

Damn dude is taking Ls left and right here.

poli'd all over town. matter of FACT, he could have bought the shit for HISSELF and had jawns fighting to give HIM fancy chickens and renting lactating chicks for him.

12 days of simpdom dude, you're doing it wrong.


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put this in the back, a few cranks, and you're good? bumping music thru the victorian hood and shit:

http://abel.hive.no/trumpet/arban/edison/Edison_Phonograph.jpg

of "that shit CRANK, young!!!"

no anachronisto, i'd put that in the whip today.

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the cranking elf is a forerunner of the automatic starter. why crank your own car to start when you can have the cranking elf to do it for you?

if we had time travel, after i popped the dude who invented the necktie, and after i took a whole shipment of arms to Nat Turner an nem, i'd spend the rest of time -- whole up, after putting some stock in my name when i was a baby -- i'd do all kinds of anachronistic shit to fuck w/ ppls sensibilities.

like putting the victrola in the model t and gold plating my rims.

i'd keep the cal on me like plax whenever i went back, doe, to keep the (temporal) locals from burning me for witchcraft.

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>i'd keep the cal on me like plax whenever i went back, doe, to
>keep the (temporal) locals from burning me for witchcraft.

They were still messing around with heavy maneuverable gatling guns back then.

witchcraft indeed.

coup which unseated a black and progressive white coalition governement in what was then the economic capital of north carolina by proto-klan / white supremacist types with the complicity of the state government and military, where they burned black and sympathetic white folks homes and businesses to the ground, stole their money and property). they went down the middle of town with one of the few extant gatling guns. wasn't a whole lot that could be done.

i would love to go back and just wreck shop on those motherfuckers with a black hawk helicopter. or some other contemporary gunship.

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http://fuck-your.blogspot.com (MUSIC)
http://eatmybigfat.blogspot.com (FOOD)
http://www.myspace.com/insightclopediabrown
http://www.myspace.com/dumhi
http://www.youtube.com/group/okayplayer
http://www.last.fm/user/Dawgeatah

good shapeshifting booty, in which case, i'd be bringing her whole forests fulla trees and birds an shit.

http://board.okayplayer.com/okp.php?az=show_topic&forum=4&topic_id=7468531&mesg_id=7468531&listing_type=search

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he brought more birds, got more ass.
locked her down on day five. i mean LOCKED her down. five rings, son.
(or the olympics were on that day. either way, he wins.)
comes back with more birds, knocks her up.
hires maids to provide the milk because she had octuplets.
they're all boys (lords) and they come out all happy and whatnot (leaping, metaphorically).
in the end, he hires a band to celebrate. one band, one sound.

but the pipers, yeah.
he lost there.

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"...stay off the drugs."

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"I'm sick of followin' my dreams. I'm just gonna ask where they goin', and hook with them later." - Mitch Hedberg

"I don't think muthafuckas went to the moon either, but that's just me."-Mos

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"I'm sick of followin' my dreams. I'm just gonna ask where they goin', and hook with them later." - Mitch Hedberg

"I don't think muthafuckas went to the moon either, but that's just me."-Mos

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"I'm sick of followin' my dreams. I'm just gonna ask where they goin', and hook with them later." - Mitch Hedberg

"I don't think muthafuckas went to the moon either, but that's just me."-Mos

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"I'm sick of followin' my dreams. I'm just gonna ask where they goin', and hook with them later." - Mitch Hedberg

"I don't think muthafuckas went to the moon either, but that's just me."-Mos

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"I'm sick of followin' my dreams. I'm just gonna ask where they goin', and hook with them later." - Mitch Hedberg

"I don't think muthafuckas went to the moon either, but that's just me."-Mos

my peoples are mad real like that. my peoples bodied a librarian last week cuz she was talkin that fine shit.

eh eh.


5-0 thought it was random.

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http://fuck-your.blogspot.com (MUSIC)
http://eatmybigfat.blogspot.com (FOOD)
http://www.myspace.com/insightclopediabrown
http://www.myspace.com/dumhi
http://www.youtube.com/group/okayplayer
http://www.last.fm/user/Dawgeatah

...that's what she said...
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"I'm sick of followin' my dreams. I'm just gonna ask where they goin', and hook with them later." - Mitch Hedberg

"I don't think muthafuckas went to the moon either, but that's just me."-Mos

;-)

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:0)
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"I'm sick of followin' my dreams. I'm just gonna ask where they goin', and hook with them later." - Mitch Hedberg

"I don't think muthafuckas went to the moon either, but that's just me."-Mos

and a d-list celeb from the partridge family*


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lolz...

kinda harsh.

he was watching its a wonderful life, and got caught up hearing that 'diamond' music from debeers for the hundredth time during the break and just thought it was the right thing to do.

let him know.

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It's all allegory. Dude was reupping every day! If that's not hustle then I dunno what is.

let me research this further...


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a parte (or portion) of a 'ridge', or small line. 'pear tree' is actuall a corruption of "paire (o')tree(s)", which referenced a small portion of cannibus. therefore, a parte-ridge of a paire o' trees was equivalent to a very small amount of weed, smaller than even the amount normally purchased for personal use. factoring for inflation, this then works out to a trey sack, or three dollar bag, which i would assume is extinct/no longer in popular use?

so he gave his object of affection a very small portion of weed.

on day two, he proffered (and we assume, that he parlayed the profits from day one, and continued) two 'turtledoves'. contemporary english scholars now concede that this, too was a corruption of 'turtle dubs', other 19th century victorian slang for small portions of cannibus.

on day three, he really begins to come up, with three french hens, which, also codified heavily, refers to three carafes of french Hennessy reserve brandy, which was prized significantly above marijuana in those times, and represented a geometric expansion in profit potential over small amounts of herb.

on day four, the significance of the four calling birds is that he has now expanded operations, and he can now notify his customers via carrier pigeon. this is astounding, pre-dating the use of the sky pager by street hustlers by almost a century.

on day five, its tempting to take the 'rings' as literal, but they signify expansion of the product line to include opium (see: the book of five rings, as well as the ring-shaped devices used to burn drugs in opium dens of the time).

geese-a-laying on day six is a clever allusion to 'geisha-laying', which, building on the previous day's opium theme also indicates the use of some of the drug proceeds to fund a related and even more lucrative enterprise, prostitution. a stable of six 'exotic' women would definitely be considered a come-up.







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peace & blessings,

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Like, I know the office people think I might be half crazy right now, but this whole thing is fuuuuuuuny.

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*We did it,we did it,OKAAAAY!© Dora the explorer.
**You betta shudup.© Janelle Monae
***What people think of me is none of my business.© Oprah
****Great spirits have always encountered violent oppositi

Good shit.

shit was broke BEFORE you read the poast). type ninja to try an buss they ass in wal-mart in the juice aisle to come up on that good insurance money.

fyi: don't try that shit in wal-mart. they don't give a damn bout they own employees so you KNOW they don't give a fuck about you. fall down in the juice aisle if you WANT to. fuckaround get trampled.


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I hate that muthaphuckin song!!!!!!! In general I do not like Christmas music. Not a racist but that shit is for white folks. It's cool when I'm at the mall shoppin but it ends there. I don't bang that shit in the car or @ home. My girl and I don't see eye to eye on that though. I told her once to take her ass to Compton or Watts bangin White Christmas and see what happens.

>I hate that muthaphuckin song!!!!!!! In general I do not like
>Christmas music. Not a racist but that shit is for white
>folks. It's cool when I'm at the mall shoppin but it ends
>there. I don't bang that shit in the car or @ home. My girl
>and I don't see eye to eye on that though. I told her once to
>take her ass to Compton or Watts bangin White Christmas and
>see what happens.

roll through the hood blasting perry como out the whip and DARE a ninja to say SHIT! leant back w/ one hand on the wheel, one in the lap, as the car rocks to "Iiiiiiii'm dreeeming of a whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiite christmas!" and ice grilling the shit out of the homies poasted up on the corner.

ur lady might be moving that white and you don't even know. ninjas running up to the impala and getting hit off w/ cookie tins full of rocks, fam.

i seent this middle aged white lady in a red rudolph sweater and christmasbulb earrings hand this cat some hot chocolate, and then shank the shit out of him as she gave him a hug. it was cold. she went through his goose like it wont no thing.

it be the ones w/ the holiday cheer you got to watch out for, jack.

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great post, will read again

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I heard this song on MARTA and thought about this post. never noticed
how it really does stress FIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE GOLDEN RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGS!

i think there was an ad lib for the old english version of 'do you'.

'doeth thou' or some shit. FIIIVETH GOLDEN RAINNNGS??!?! hast thee lost thine damnable MIND??!?

whither parteth ofeth ye olde game ith thith?


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