Upfest 2015: Europe’s largest street art and graffiti festival – in pictures
Honor my ancestor by removing your sign of debauchery and decrepitness..
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…
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..
See you later
Thanks for visiting
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
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.
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….
I like fishing
I would enjoy seeing her..
Many states away…
I rather be fishing
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.
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!!
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)
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.
I can’t stop….#hep