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f*ck colorado
Friday, June 11, 2004
 
hands on a margarita challenge...
the tentative date has been set, if anyone wants to attend, be in austin the 1st weekend of september ---> more info to follow, maybe an updated contestant page.

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anybody else heard of my brown brotha chingo bling? homeboy takes popular rap songs and tejano-izes them.



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speaking of yr life flashing before yr eyes...how could you leave out almost running lone wolf mcquaid (state trooper in a bronco) off the road after killin them bottles of mad dog, then swerving off 75, making it to bk, being too drunk to make it from the order to the pick-up window, and then laying down on the doorsteps of my house. ah, that wasn't shit.

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let me tell y'all about this guy named pooh. you may have seen geto on tv, or seen it in the magazines, or thought you were in touch with the impoverished cause you came home from school to watch diff'rent strokes, but out of all the people i've met, the places i've been (so cool), the epitome of geto always was and will be a certain pooh jenkins jr. (aka. willie turner, hollywood jones, brian mcsanderson, the black twizz) i need to commission juan to tell more stories, cause he lived with pooh, but i've had enough run-ins with bacon sandwiches, fried porkchops, and cock-blockin to last me a geto lifetime. i remember billy telling me the story of how he came home one days to see pooh in the living room in his boxers, blow-drying his body/dreads dry after a shower...billy said he looked like a wet cat. when yr geto and yr towels are either dirty or non-existent, ya gotta get creative.

i wish pooh still had a high-top fade and that '88 tony magnusson. what an impression it made on me, 1st black man i'd ever seen skate, transfer a spine, and rock the militant attitude 2nd only to malcolm x (in the middle).

fear the dreadinator

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and as for my golf game today, let's just say i may have found a new calling. is hitting it 6-10 times on par 3s + 4s a good score? hot as hell too, totally didn't dress the part. next week, i'll be on it like trashlee campbell.

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fuck it, i'll give y'all a taste of the jimmy z steez...

let's be realistic, hott damn i'm great

- posted by im lauf der zeit. @ 4:51 PM
Comments:
i may have to do some research. maybe pooh has some candid shots of u + burns combing yr hair.
# posted by Blogger im lauf der zeit. : 5:24 PM
 
thank you for ending my ignorance in regards to the existence of Chingo Bling. it's beautiful. pure genious.
# posted by Blogger Cynthia : 1:31 AM
 
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