Article: Upfest 2015: Europe’s largest street art and graffiti festival – in pictures
Upfest 2015: Europe’s largest street art and graffiti festival – in pictures
Honor they screamed.. debauchery and decrepitness..
Honor your ancestors who fought in a rebellion fine, go buy a head stone.
Honor my ancestor by removing your sign of debauchery and decrepitness..
The south wished to continue doing whatever they want to my ancestors…
As they have done through the civil rights period.
It hasn’t gone away…
Let it go! It’s soaked with the blood of Africans treated inhumanely, We are not property America.
Honor my ancestor by removing your sign of debauchery and decrepitness.. Honor? You heartless vile people…
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And Now….A word from our Sponsors
He’s lying …
There are no sponsors …
But it would fit right here easily
I’ll say stuff like..
This blog continues after a word for our sponsor..
Lies
See you later
Thanks for visiting
Funkbump.
I rather be fishing
Not fishing for a matching pair of socks
In the the sock draw .
I rather really be fishing!
not in the refrigerator
for fish sticks in the back
been there for whoa long
looking for bottle water
I feel like fishing
Not in the shower for pieces of soap
shrinking quicker than water drains
or empty bottles of shampoo bought yesterday
Fishing
Not because, i occasionally write/attempt a blog and would gain pleasure if my likes were more than 3..But because it’s good.
And Not because i manipulated sentiment and put up picture of kids and animals.
Why be nominal
When phenomenal is a better word
Shocked you didn’t like it already …
come mon… like the blog.
Fish
excuse # I don’t have a pole
excuse #2 I don’t have a license
excuse #3 I don’t have a pole license
But there is Baldwin hills lake and they stock it fish. (revisit excuse 2)
Ok maybe because….
She fishes.
I like fishing
I would enjoy seeing her..
Fishing
Many states away…
So
I rather be fishing
#Thanks4visiting
Nope I don’t… No, thank you! Thanks for asking, not at this current life incarnation..
Yup I told them …
I don’t want a dog…I’ve had a childhood dog! been there done that.
No no ..it was like i was volunteering i can see it.
My youngest 16 at the time, insisted to the adult(s) that he would do all and everything for a proposed dog.
She looked at his lying face and believed him..and he had his older brother backing him…
yes i would walk him, he lied..
yes I would do it daily again with the untruths
No i did not tie and gagged dad and put him behind the couch …Yea but you helped your brother tho, sack of lies.
I will take him out when he needs to do business .. false !!! lightning strike any moment now…
Walks the trash more ….
I lay tied up and gagged behind the couch mumbling and grunting no….doe,doe doe…
And then they left and went to the animal shelter.. heyyyyyyy
Which of course I refused to go…
And no! Not because they left me tied up…..
I don’t want a dog i didn’t want a dog!!
Stupid Dog
I didn’t know A dog wanted me….
That the story and I’m sticking to it …..
And do what I volunteered to do…
Scooping up dog poo helps me with the funk….i lied to myself(so that’s where he gets it)
#Hep
Catching up..an Addiction
Hello fellow Blogtopians
I miss you.
I haven’t had the energy to write any paragraphs or extended prose.
The truth is….
I suffer from an addiction, newly acquired.
I didn’t think it could or would turn me out like this.. but.. alas it has.
I’m hooked on Twitter … the evil 140 character limit..
Twitter is crack i guess.
It fit’s with my short attention span..
Now I feel like…
I’m overwriting this post.
way over 140 characters,
Feeling like a sellout.
#Sellout
#Blogtopians
#Funkysellout
#Thanksforvisiting
I can’t stop….#hep