funks0ul

lollll!!!

are you feeling any better?

nah i gotta spread some more before i can get back to you!

Yeap They are everywhere!!

First Name: Funk
Age: 22
Birthday/Sign: 10-30 .. Scorpio
College Attending/Job: College dropout.. work for the office of property management for the district of columbia.
Relationship Status: Single
Best Traits: my style
Worst Traits: stubbornness
Special skills/abilities: i can write with both my hands..
Living Arrangments: dad's house..
Places You've Traveled to: All over the states and canada, and india once when i was 5 (does that count ? cause i don't remember it)
Regrets: none
Future Plans: still working on that

You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to lalate again.
tryin' lalate!

i got who i could

Wow! Thread is still kickin, huh?
I will spread my lovin around for you cats...heheheh.

Ugh

I cant give you my green-box luv for the next 24 hours

wow, last night i was at 10, now i'm at 44..
moving on up, to the east side... to a deluxe apartment...

What's Beef - BlackStar
[Talib Kweli]
Yo I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'
Middle Passages, I can't go back again
Battlin' years of denyin' history, lies and mysteries
Wives with misty eyes watchin' their niggas be beaten viciously
Battle in the wilderness of North America
Ran by the river, only stoppin' to pray
Chased by predators
Terrorists with etiquette who vote and kill their president
Their capacity for evil so evident and prevalent
Ain't no hesitation involved, a nation dissolved
While we sit back waitin' to evolve
Those who would trade in their freedom
For their protection deserve neither
Fuck a name, fuck tradition
Religion - you learn Jesus
Turn the other cheek
Inherit the Earth, just stay meek
Fuck the way you speak
Try to walk, we chop off your feet
Fastforward to 2003, niggas beef
The psychology of children are slaves to run deep
[Mos Def and Talib Kweli]
Hell yeah, hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo
What's beef? hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo
That's beef, hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo
It's always your own peoples
Sometimes it's your own peoples yo
Yeah yeah, hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo
What's beef? hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo
That's beef, hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo
It's always your own peoples
Sometimes it's your own peoples yo
[Mos Def]
Beef is not what Jay said to Nas
Beef is when workin' niggas can't find jobs
So they tryna find niggas to rob
Tryna find bigger guns so they can finish the job
Beef is when the crack kids can't find moms
Cause they end up inna PINE box or locked behind bars
Beef ain't the Summer Jam for Hot 97
Beef is the cocaine and AIDS epidemic
Beef don't come with a radio edit
Beef is when the judge is callin' you "defendant"
Beef, it comes with a long jail sentence
Handed down to you in a few short minutes
Beef is when your girl come through for a visit
Talkin' bout "I'm pregnant by some other nigga"
Beef is high blood pressure and bad credit
Need a loan for your home and you're too broke to get it
And all your little kids is doin is gettin' bigger
You tryin not to raise 'em around these wild niggas
Beef is when a gold digger got ya seat and a
A manicured hand out like "pay me nigga"
Or I'm tellin' your wife
Or startin' up some foul rumor that'll ruin your life
Beef is when a gangster ain't doin it right
Another gangster then decided what to do with his life
Beef is not what these famous niggas do on the mic
Beef is what George Bush would do in a fight
Yeah, beef is not what Ja said to 50
Beef is more than Irv not bein here with me
When a soldier ends his life with his own gun
Beef is tryin' to figure out what to tell his son
Beef is oil prices and geopolitics
Beef is Iraq, the West Bank, and Gaza Strip
Some beef is big and some beef is small
But what y'all call beef is not beef at all
Beef is real life happenin' everyday
And it's realer than them songs that you get at Kay Slay
This has been a Black Star PSA
From Mos Def, Pretty Flocko, black Dante
And the Black Star embassy, B to the K

What's Beef - BlackStar
[Talib Kweli]
Yo I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'
Middle Passages, I can't go back again
Battlin' years of denyin' history, lies and mysteries
Wives with misty eyes watchin' their niggas be beaten viciously
Battle in the wilderness of North America
Ran by the river, only stoppin' to pray
Chased by predators
Terrorists with etiquette who vote and kill their president
Their capacity for evil so evident and prevalent
Ain't no hesitation involved, a nation dissolved
While we sit back waitin' to evolve
Those who would trade in their freedom
For their protection deserve neither
Fuck a name, fuck tradition
Religion - you learn Jesus
Turn the other cheek
Inherit the Earth, just stay meek
Fuck the way you speak
Try to walk, we chop off your feet
Fastforward to 2003, niggas beef
The psychology of children are slaves to run deep
[Mos Def and Talib Kweli]
Hell yeah, hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo
What's beef? hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo
That's beef, hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo
It's always your own peoples
Sometimes it's your own peoples yo
Yeah yeah, hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo
What's beef? hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo
That's beef, hell yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yo
It's always your own peoples
Sometimes it's your own peoples yo
[Mos Def]
Beef is not what Jay said to Nas
Beef is when workin' niggas can't find jobs
So they tryna find niggas to rob
Tryna find bigger guns so they can finish the job
Beef is when the crack kids can't find moms
Cause they end up inna PINE box or locked behind bars
Beef ain't the Summer Jam for Hot 97
Beef is the cocaine and AIDS epidemic
Beef don't come with a radio edit
Beef is when the judge is callin' you "defendant"
Beef, it comes with a long jail sentence
Handed down to you in a few short minutes
Beef is when your girl come through for a visit
Talkin' bout "I'm pregnant by some other nigga"
Beef is high blood pressure and bad credit
Need a loan for your home and you're too broke to get it
And all your little kids is doin is gettin' bigger
You tryin not to raise 'em around these wild niggas
Beef is when a gold digger got ya seat and a
A manicured hand out like "pay me nigga"
Or I'm tellin' your wife
Or startin' up some foul rumor that'll ruin your life
Beef is when a gangster ain't doin it right
Another gangster then decided what to do with his life
Beef is not what these famous niggas do on the mic
Beef is what George Bush would do in a fight
Yeah, beef is not what Ja said to 50
Beef is more than Irv not bein here with me
When a soldier ends his life with his own gun
Beef is tryin' to figure out what to tell his son
Beef is oil prices and geopolitics
Beef is Iraq, the West Bank, and Gaza Strip
Some beef is big and some beef is small
But what y'all call beef is not beef at all
Beef is real life happenin' everyday
And it's realer than them songs that you get at Kay Slay
This has been a Black Star PSA
From Mos Def, Pretty Flocko, black Dante
And the Black Star embassy, B to the K

my dog used to hump my leg, but i dont think he was gay, we got him neutered (sp?)...so that took care of that

i don't think they know the difference...i see male dogs mount each other all time.

a such thing as a gay dog. My boy just got a pitbull puppy and it made me think of that South Park episode with Cartman's gay dog. So is there? anyone ever heard or seen one? just curious. lol

I'm sure this might have been posted before but in case it wasn't or in case you haven't seen it, I will post it now. This shit was actually pretty hilarious and has been over the news quite a bit.
http://www.jibjab.com/

yes, we all know you're not ghetto, i mean hello you didn't even know who weezie jefferson was!
then you confused the jeffersons with good times!

ummm, i'm not...

you should have some more now...
do you ever disapprove of ppl's posts?

baby

wow, last night i was at 10, now i'm at 44..
moving on up, to the east side... to a deluxe apartment...

i just gave out some mad luvin to all i could...

data entry at this law place.. it was like a nazi camp or something...
the hrs were 7:00 - 3:30, and on the first day it was training, so we got to get in at 8... so they had us these manuals to read, and give us some supplies (a notepad, pen, highlighter, post its, and a folder)
the lady said she would give us some time to look over the manual, it was about 15 pages, she gave us 45 mins to look over it... then she was like ok, we're going to go over it... she read the wholeeeeee thing back to us.... the abbreviations and shit like that, she'd spell and say the meaning...
so after that, she told us about the "rules"
2 10-minute breaks, and a half hour lunch break, you couldn't take your first break til after 9, and you had to take your 2nd one before 2, you couldn't put the breaks together, and they couldn't be added to your lunch.. you had 3 times in which you could choose to have lunch... 11:30, 12, or 12:30, once you picked, you were supposed to stick with that time forever....
the supplies you were given, you were supposed to leave in your folder, and put in a box at the end of the day, and get them in the morning...
you could bring in cds and listen to them through headphones...
you weren't supposed to talk.... i was helping this lady next to me once, and the guy told me to shut up, so i quit...
but there was this guy there, reallyyyyyy weird.. he'd just sit there and stare at me forever.... and he put his jacket on his head, and sunglasses on the back of his head like he could see through the back of his head... i remember i was wearing this a|x shirt once, and it looks like a jersey.... and he was like oh, you play a sport? but the job sucked

i don't love or hate it.. just have it...
i dunno what i do.. but i work for the office of property management for the dc gov't....