#ain't yo bidness
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How would Roxy, Monty, Sun, and Moon react to someone making little plushies or keychains of them and decorating their bag with them?
🐺Roxanne Wolf + "Itty-Bitty Bag Buddy:"🐺
Her eyes lock onto it immediately. Hey, is that her? Ha! She knew she was your favorite. You have great taste. She is pretty cool. But, she's just, uh..."curious." What do you like most about her? Just asking. For a friend. It's a good thing she's so conscious of her tail, or else it'd be wagging like crazy.
🐊Montgomery Gator + "Itty-Bitty Bag Buddy:"🐊
Yo, look at that! It's a little him! A Mini-Monty! Must mean you're one of his Rockstars, ain't that right? (He says, shooting you a big grin and a wink. What a dweeb.) He doesn't talk your ear off about it or anything, but he does give you a high-five/fist-bump before you leave. Keep on rockin', little guy!
☀️Sunnydrop + "Itty-Bitty Bag Buddy:"☀️
Oh-ho-ho! Well, someone's a fan! (Wait...really???) Gosh! D-Do you want his autograph? Or maybe a picture? But no flash photography, please! He's bouncing all over the place with excitement. A fan! He has a fan!!! When you('re finally able to) leave, he makes sure to bid farewell to both you and his mini-self. See you later, Superstar! Feel free to stop by anytime! Really...!!!
🌙Moondrop + "Itty-Bitty Bag Buddy:"🌙
Oh-ho-ho...what's this? You couldn't be a fan of his, now could you? How flattering. (He actually means that. Moon has never had many fans, much less those who'd carry around his merchandise so openly. It's a bit of a shock.) It's not going to stop him from teasing you about it, though. It's just what he does. He does hope that you'll stop by to see him again, though. If you'd like.
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So some Icp songs that I think fit the scream characters (movies 1-2 for rn) also its not all the characters just a few
Billy - Imma kill you, Terrible (idc if he doesn't like it😡)
Stu - Rainbows and stuff, Cotton candy and popsicles, fat sweaty betty (i had to its just her personality) let a killa, My homie baby mama
Tatum - Cemetery girl
Hank Loomis - Halls of illusions
Sidney - Suicide hotline (scream 3 ref???)
Gale Weathers - Ain't yo bidness
Derek - Willy bubba, In my room (his devotion to Sid, if he was ghostface)
Nancy Loomis - Murder go round, house of horrors??, bring it on, Still stabbin
Mickey - Boogie woogie wu, Toy box??, my axe, carnival of carnage, tilt a whirl
Thats all I have rn! <33
I’ll be honestly I don’t know their music well enough to add much to this but Omg those song names 🤣 I’ll check them out!
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Dat 4 of Jazz week and I’ve finally caught up!!
If i remember correctly they got theme songs already right? I remember absolutely vibing to Soundwaves theme, I think it was from a game? Anyway Jazz 100% listens to ICP.
Juggalo Jazz is my new hc that you can pry from my cold dead hands
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Heads Up Seven Up
Thank you to @autumnalwalker for the open Tag, which I've decided to use as my segway back to writing! Sorry yo all if I've been quiet recently, my mental health ain't quit great these two weeks. Still, hope you all enjoy thia little drabble!
Tagging @lividdreamz @dogmomwrites @marinesocks @sanguine-arena @theprissythumbelina @muddshadow @athenswrites @orphicpoieses
Bristling Skies
Five hundred nautical miles away, and five hundred metres beneath the waves, UCS Tracker was entirely unaware as to anything taking place beyond the sphere of its acoustic hydrophones. Within that sphere, however, her Sound-Ops chief had just noticed something very strange indeed.
“Bloody-damn-hell, skipper, we’ve got machinery transients from Token-3. Sounds like she’s really hauling, propeller rate estimates at close to thirty knots.”
Captain Oskar Kukulski was leaning over the station in minutes, while at the helm, Lieutenant Evelyn Wen Hui was starting to sweat under her collar. So was the Captain, but he’d had the luxury of three years a sub-driving skipper to get used to not showing it. All three had been spent aboard the Tracker, but so far, they hadn’t been terribly exciting ones. Until yesterday morning’s brief at Commodore Creed’s office, that is.
“What’s her course? Any changes?”
“Nope, Sir. Just kicked up speed, she’s still keeping a heading down southeast.”
Token-3, more appropriately known as the Terreur by her owners, was supposedly one of the more modern diesel boats that the Nouvo’s had been bought from their Ocrisian allies. So modern were they, that though Tracker had been riding up the boat’s tailpipe for the better part of the past five hours, they’d only found her in the first place by a stroke of good luck. Their quarry had been running lazy circles in the grid sector throughout, and so Oskar was pretty sure he hadn’t been found out just yet. Five hours hunting, he thought, and with a green crew no less. Damn, they’re more than that by now!
“Right, mighty curious of them to do this, but it might be a sign they think no one’s listening—”
An alarm rang from aft, and the skipper bore a grimace. It wouldn’t make it through his rubber coated hull, as Oskar well knew, but submariners had sensitive ears at times like this.
“Ahh, damn, that’s a Flash message. Evelyn, keep up the track however you need to, you have the Conn.”
“Aye sir, I have the Conn.”
With that, Oskar took his leave, ducking through the low bulkhead and heading aft. Just a month ago they’d have needed to surface to get a message, or at least put up the antennae buoy to listen into an orbiter’s broadcast, but the brand new crystal cradle they’d had installed precluded such bothersome measures, and so Evelyn was left to contemplate and conn in peace.
“Right, let’s carry on. Increase speed one third, maintain heading. Fire control, keep updating the fire solution, we could use the practice.”
And so on they moved, quieter than the sea itself. They kept a range of eight hundred metres to the track, matching speeds to maintain the chase. Evelyn found herself prey to the usual malady, that sickeningly sweet stress of a prying eye, watching without being seen, her multi million chequer boat playing the game it was built for. It wasn’t her first time at the conn, but every session in painstaking care felt the same.
Five minutes later, Sound-Ops called out, voice steady yet loud enough to be heard from the helm.
“Attention Conn, Rip Wall, starboard!”
“All stop, ship to quiet!”
Far ahead of the Tracker, her target had just begun a hard turn right, a bid to clear the blind-, or more accurately, deaf-, spot to the rear where her own hull blocked her bow mounted hydrophones. She’d been pulling that particular trick throughout the chase, though regularly enough that Evelyn and the crew had begun to expect the trick. That was their second mistake, she knew. The first was assuming it would work at all.
“All stop, quiet down!”
In half a heartbeat her orders were done, and the already quiet boat was like a hole in the sea. Tracker’s beating atomic heart was tuned down to a low hum, with even the water pumps turned off to spare the din. She drifted on forwards, with an ever so slight negative trim to stop her from climbing upwards, while almost a kilometre ahead seven thousand tonnes of marine steel began its turn. So far, Evelyn put the closest the two had come in the manoeuvre to just over a hundred metres, and that was as close as she ever needed to be.
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My, this is quite the turn of events.
What the hell happened in the past two weeks while we were gone, Donbrothers? We've got a funny red man, a blue monkey and a yellow oni who're a pair of losers, a pink bird wife guy turned epic divorce man, a jailhouse black dog, and a bunch of autistic kids hanging out in the void by themselves! ...also a Tiger/Dragon system apparently just off to the side, which is quite unusual for a Sixth Ranger.
Also, uh... yesterday morning, Kohei Murakami, who played Kusaka in Faiz and Bud in Zyuohger, after asking if his followers saw episode 36 of Donbrothers, shared a picture of Inoue captioned "Toshiki Kabedon", which is uh... exactly what you might imagine it'd be. I know I don't usually show pictures, but I find this deeply compelling. Look at his goddamn face. Look at it. That is a man who knows.
Anyways, Spoilers I guess beneath the cut~!
-Aw how cute, they're napping together :)
-F
-FIVE HUNDRED BILLION YEN??!
-Ah, yep, Kijino's in a real bad state.
-Damn. Railing against your boss like that? In a Japanese corporate setting?
-Haruka with the phonecall!
-...suddenly I'm very thankful that Crane Lady didn't see that he was getting phone calls from a teenage girl.
-Oh shit, a party?
-Of fuckin' course it's a party, have I seen this consistently festival-themed show before?
-Ah fuck, the preview has an inferno. This ain't good.
-Oh shit, GolDon Zyuoh Eagle. Hell yeah, really lean into that bird.
-Friendship :)
-Parfait time!
Haruka: Tell Mister Kijino how much he means to you, Tarou :)
Tarou: Kijino, you are worth as much to me as-
Shinichi: Y'know on second thought let's not do that!
-He is... The wife guy.
-Oh goddammit-
-Goddamn, he couldn't even get a man sent to jail hjkl
-Inuzuka Tsubasa...!
-Chase him!
-Damn, these Juto are violent violent!
-Me when no food.
-Ah, I see he's still a Master Shef.
-EAT
-EAT PUNY BIRD MAN
-Ohhhhh, sirens. ...did that guy say "Kyuukyuu" earlier? ...GoGoFive man?
-"Damn dude, I didn't know going sicko mode made you a shit cook. 0/10, would not eat again."
-"EAT MY GODDAMN FOOD YOU PIGS"
-Oh shit, Sononi-san!
-Crane Lady!
-Oh goddammit Haruka, do you have an interest in her too? ...I mean fair, but c'mon.
-Canned movie! ...oh shit, I still haven't seen that. Battle Familia either. Damn.
-Shake's pier.
-Prince, magic, true love, back normal!
-Hell yeah.
-Ohhhh, she wants to be a beast.
-Natsumi-chan~!
-Natsumi-san!
-"Wanna play fancy actress for a bit? :3"
-Ah, so this IS Natsumi mode!
-A rich fan!
-Oh shit, Jirou's back! I see Rumi-chan's still here too.
-Stew!
-Ah, the boys are fightin'.
-"Dude what, you suddenly grew a tiger kimono."
-He suddenly became a giga chad right before your eyes.
-Remember the sunset.
-Merbromin...
-"Yeeeeeah, I guess that makes sense!"
-Guess Haruka is a dedicated Natsumi stan now.
-Here they are! The condor lady and the shadow man!
-Ohhhhh, this is a bit intense.
-God dang it, Haruka!
Sononi: Geez, what's up with there?
Sonoza: She's a
-Poor Emergency Guy.
-Momoi Tarou.
-Miho is Natsumi's dream?
-Get the real Tsubasa back, get rid of this sussy baka imposter.
-Ohhhhhh, I love Crane Lady's monster form.
-Oi, Tarou, don't say "Two on one works for me!", people might get the wrong idea.
-"Dammit, I must be slipping if I got saved by Sonoza!"
-Where the boyfriend at?
-Even wrote a notecard for you, huh?
-OH THERE HE IS HJKLH
-"Fuck it, who cares! Kage Time!"
-Kyuukyuu-Ki!
-Oh god, this is gonna be how Tsubasa has his internal reveal
-OH NO ROLLCALL TIME JHGLKGKV
-Born from a peach! Don Momotaro! Yooooo! Nippon Ichi!
-Bidding farewell to the transient world... SaruBrother! Yo! Muki muki!
-The manga master, OniSister! Yo! Oni no kanabo!
-YOU FUCKED IT UP
-YOU FUCKED IT UP YOU MANIAC
-Jirou, let's go!
-"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA GET THEM! SHOOT THEM! SHOOT 'EM GOOD, DOGGIE!"
-God, this is such chaos, and I woudln't have it any other way.
-Save the Earth! Save a Life!
-Oh yeah, Jirou wasn't there.
-Goooold Avatar Change! Honnou Kakusei! Monarch of the Open Skies! Zyuoh Eagle!
-...that seemed a little anticlimactic. I mean, he probably could've cleared the fire on his own, but I guess a bit of Zyuoh love isn't remiss!
-There it is! The big fuck-off fully combined robot of this season!
-"Shut up arm, I own you!"
-Donbros Fantasia Supreme!
-A supreme win for the ages!
-Hey there emergency guy!
-Well done, report back to HQ.
-Goooooo Tsubasa!
-Hell yeah, you got him!
-Good job, Tsubasa!
-Only one. Ore koso.
-Did the creepy origami cats free him? Or did he rip out of there on his own?
-SONOSHI WHAT
-That form... IS THAT A HENSHIN NINJA ARASHI REFERENCE
-Well, I guess... they're a bit more even now. This man came waltzing in, so I guess he's here now. See you on Monday, I guess.
#don! don! it's a full force peachy festival!#avataro sentai donbrothers#donbrothers spoilers#donbrothers#super sentai
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Lauryn Hill - Doo-Wop (That Thing) - Lyrics - Karaoké night
"Doo Wop (That Thing)"
Yo, remember back on the boogie when cats used to harmonize like, you know?
Yo, my men and my women don't forget about the deen
Sirat Al-Mustaqim
Yo, it's about a thing
If you feel real good, wave your hands in the air
And lick two shots in the atmosphere
It's been three weeks since you were looking for your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again
'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamins
You act like you ain't hear him then gave him a little trim
To begin, how you think you're really gon' pretend
Like you wasn't down and you called him again
Plus when you give it up so easy you ain't even fooling him
If you did it then, then you'd probably fuck again
Talking out your neck sayin' you're a Christian
A Muslim sleeping with the gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who you gon' tell when the repercussions spin?
Showing off your ass 'cause you're thinking it's a trend
Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again
You know I only say it 'cause I'm truly genuine
Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem
Baby girl, respect is just a minimum
Niggas fucked up and you still defending them
Now Lauryn is only human
Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament
Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn.
It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in
Look at where you be in hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by Koreans
Come again, come again, come again, come again, come again
Guys you know you better watch out
Some girls, some girls are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing
The second verse is dedicated to the men
More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women
Him and his men come in the club like hooligans
Don't care who they offend popping yang like you got yen
Let's stop pretend, the ones that pack pistols by they waist men
Cristal by the case men, still in they mother's basement
The pretty face, men claiming that they did a bid men
Need to take care of their three or four kids
And they face a court case when the child support late
Money taking, heart breaking now you wonder why women hate men
The sneaky silent men the punk domestic violence men
The quick to shoot the semen stop acting like boys and be men
How you gon' win when you ain't right within?
How you gon' win when you ain't right within?
How you gon' win when you ain't right within?
Come again, come again, come again, come again, come again
Watch out watch out, look out look out [4x]
Girls you know you better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing [2x]
Guys you know you better watch out
Some girls, some girls are only all about
That thing, that thing,that thing [2x]
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#SykiSyki🎶🌬🌀🌦🌩💰💸
#Pugasy
#Chevsy
#Miamisy
#Lamborghinisy
#Brandsy
#Rentsy
#Carsy
#luxurysy
Lol y'all I think about the 2020 coochie girls that came out and i wanted to hope on board.
Lol what studio set up?...I only get the mail!!!!
These listening parties and playlist I just think up off better be my OWN pandemic
Yall next day shipping got nothing on me...I'm preaching from cornerstone tho...not that much material...
IT IS WRITTEN
ITS IN PRODUCTION
IT IS REMIX
IT IS A FAVORITE
"#Yall.ever.been.wronged.in.a.relationship "
#beachsy
chorus
at the beach with some blues (claim the entirety
Beach out of the woods (notice the fee
wishing and hoping (it was me
Gotta keep it on me (gotta keep it g
Hot box or gspot wildin out (everyday of the week
getting the full view of a wayward women (sowing to speech
Seeing a bigger picture (people of geechie
black like its Wednesday (I need Some money
On a freak and Friday about to switch (digits to keep
something like the girls view at 2am prom (could've been the need
knocking sense in less I (pray on this peep
black Entertainment Television making moves ( leave you sleep
these girls trying to give head shoulder knee and toes out like a drive thru (come at me
i don't usually do this but and drunk or high (the reason i bleep
highest in the room what's my worst to do (sound like sheep
sing
At the beach with some blues, ass fatter than yo big ass head
body dripping have bitches barking up the wrong tree
picture this reverse osmosis, spirit away trying to get at me
fights like I'm voting to keep a lifestyle, change the game
trying to find a suitor, ball so hard these nights like this
I know the grass ain't greener on you side
high as a kite trying to see if you notice me
dream about a time before, should've let drake give me my teeth
versus me, I should've let broski sykied
money on my mind , I got something to get into
I'm looking for better days, I got 5 on it to start too
a dub on the gas, lighting up chasing clout (in a trance
hoping and wishing and praying on a band.
sing
claim the mentions, no need for insanity
Motivation, for those who need clarity
carpe diem if you need to ask syki
In a marathon of school,gleece
walking on nephos like y'all full of strife (sheesh
the more the merrier I defy the odds (mean
x mas everyday claims on it
feels good to hit the spot
winning can't stop won't stop
in it to win it I'm all in, like I'm flipping gs
never lack where its full I use to have bricks
flip the script and now it's dividends
reigning raining I'm getting sick of it I'm full of pip.
sing
does it matter if I'm lifted shifted higher, why would I meet you
you cant keep stressing bitches, caught it, aint worried but a fool
there's a reason tis the season standing in my greatfull (yes
another session just to keep it in check, game set match
I got suitors shooter booths and moore Whats nothing over senseless
realness I've got the check, 5,000 no less on a daily basis
9-5 I run it, love can wait, never been a mile or ten away
needless to say, I spectulate but never hesitate so come correct when its time to relate.
Getting money for heads you better be gold worth of weight
standing up to me you standing on bidness Cuz! get me straight
baddies at the camp making it hard to pay it forward blow your face
need to spend it, how I get it, I live to tell the tale, keep at my pace
no, never change up, it got a bid on it, bracketing in the bridges, etc.mace
sing
sound like sheep, put them to sleep, ain't worried bout no ol boy
I came and saw but did not weep.
i peep,
they messing with your ol girl riding with my gees,
a classic to begin, could've been imitated, Holla if ya feel me.
they worried about me,
Tea to meet,
mentions all the leakes
I'm what y'all want to be,
tired of yall, notice me
get monies leave yall on read, im making momma proud of me
More money more problems, keep it p.
y'all in the family if you say it with no calamities
I'm stopping all y'all fantasy
and might just have you claim insanity
a witness to police brutality
sow hard, news cast trying to probe a b
I gotta come out clean
witness protection till the baby
come hold me tight during this time I plead
never guilty always on the brinks
looking up the reason I'm on a blick,
bring out the big shot you don't get to question, bing,
making water look like big e wins casting out all the cheap
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Watch "DMX - Slippin'" on YouTube
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I know the hurt life can bring, so we jump head first in. I know how it feels to feel like your slipping, it's impossible to get out of. I'm finally out of it, I'm not slipping but I think the next time I do it'll be my last. I love this song because I can relate to it so well
"Slippin'" lyrics
DMX Lyrics
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"Slippin'"
This life shit, this life shit is like
Is like bugged the fuck out, son, for real
See, to live is to suffer
But to survive...
Well, that's to find meaning in the suffering
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(I will hold you down)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
('Cause I got your back, I got your back)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(Oh, the Lord is with you now)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
(And He got your back, He got your back)
I've been through mad different phases like mazes to find my way
And now I know that happy days are not far away
If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids
Doin' somethin' more constructive with their time than bids
I know because I been there, now I'm in there
Sit back and look at what it took for me to get there
First came the bullshit, the drama with my mama
She got on some fly shit so I split and said that I'ma
Be that seed that doesn't need much to succeed
Strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for the world or at least I thought I was
Baggin' niggas when I caught a buzz
For thinkin' about how short I was
Goin' too fast, it wouldn't last, but yo I couldn't tell
Group homes and institutions prepared my ass for jail
They put me in a situation forcin' me to be a man
When I was just learnin' to stand without a helping hand
Damn, was it my fault, somethin' I did
To make a father leave his first kid at seven doin' my first bid?
Back on the scene at fourteen with a scheme
To get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
And by all means I will be livin' high off the hog
And I never gave a fuck about much but my dog
That's my only mothafucka I hit off with my last
Just another lil nigga headed nowhere fast
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(I will hold you down)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
('Cause I got your back, I got your back)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(Oh, the Lord is with you now)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
(And He got your back, He got your back)
That ain't the half, shit gets worse as I get older
Actions become bolder, heart got colder
Chip on my shoulder that I dared a nigga to touch
Didn't need a clique 'cause I scared a nigga that much
One deep with the pit startin' shit for kicks
Catchin' Vicks, throwin' bricks, gettin' by bein' slick
Used to get high, just to get by
Used to have to puff my L in the morning before I could fly
Ate somethin', a couple of forties made me hate somethin'
I did some coke, now I'm ready to take somethin'
Three years later showin' signs of stress
Didn't keep my hair cut or give a fuck how I dressed
I'm possessed by the darker side, livin' the cruddy life
Shit like this kept a nigga with a bloody knife
Wanna make records but I'm fuckin' it up
I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(I will hold you down)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
('Cause I got your back, I got your back)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(Oh, the Lord is with you now)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
(And He got your back, He got your back)
Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom
Niggas talkin' shit, like, "Damn, look how that rock got him!"
Open like a window, no more indo
Look at a video, sayin' to myself: "That coulda been yo
Ass on the TV," believe me, it could be done
Somethin's got to give, gots to change 'cause now I've got a son
I gots to do the right thing for shorty
And that means no more gettin' high, drinkin' 40s
So I get back lookin' type slick again
Fake niggas jump back on my dick again
Nothin' but love for those that know how it feel
And much respect to all my niggas that kept it real
Kept a nigga strong, kept a nigga from doin' wrong
Niggas know who they is and this is your fuckin' song
And to my boo who stuck with a nigga through
All the bullshit, you'll get yours because it's due
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(I will hold you down)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
('Cause I got your back, I got your back)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(Oh, the Lord is with you now)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
(And He got your back, He got your back)
(I will hold you down, 'cause I got your back, I got your back)
(Oh, the Lord is with you now, and He got your back, He got your back)
See, this is that shit, this is that shit
That all real niggas can relate to
This is from the heart, baby
Don't get it twisted
X, baby
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citizens dont talk to the fbi. cause that killa with the shank to ya neck be i. im quick to bag the diamonds snag it i luv batman but robins a faggot
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The story... Of my precious one.
So, I was knocking around ebay and I see a listing pop up for an 'Allan Tracey " action figure. Meh, thinks I, it'll just be the carton one from 2000's...but I click... And audibly gasp, like full out" my fucking Gods!" scream.
Because I know that face anywhere, and that ain't no Alan... THAT'S JOHN BITCH!
He's lost the tip of his nose, he's wearing what might be either a sack or a sock... We aren't quite sure.
I show him to the girls and @misssquidtracy proclaims him to be hideous and haunting her when she closes her eyes... @olliepig says he has a flipper for a foot... I squeaked a protest because I was already in love by this point, totally and utterly in love with this gorgeous beast. @inertplanetary went awww because she's supportive. Not like those other two cow bags... Anyway....
I slap a bid in quicker than I would slap the next person that tells me Gerry hated John.
For six days I watch, I lurk, I pray to every Thundergod up there, because damn do I deserve some luck right now. So I pray, I pray with everything I have inside. I pray that people will be put off by the sack, that they will think he is ugly too, that they will miss him because he's misspelt and mislabelled. I want him more than anything in the world...
You see, I know my shit, I've done my research, and I know that they DO NOT make John stuff very often, either they make a full set or they make Scott, Virgil and Alan, you never get Gordon or John, and I was fully aware that in recent times there had been no John action figure made, which meant... Original from the 60's yo! So I tracked that sucker down...
Made by Fairylite, limited production run, genuine 60s and I was determined to get him.
I'd stuck on 99p and it didn't move at all. Twenty minutes before the end and I was sweating, like heart palpitations, anxiety attack for days, because I hate bidding on things, hate it. This little voice in my head, the one I always listen to says "up your bid" I'm like, but no one else is here... But I do it anyway, throw in £25 as a starter.
And I wait...
I have a minute to go and I literally cannot look, I'm laying on the couch with my big chief John sat on my shoulder like a gorgeous blue parrot and the cat staring at me. My eyes are covered... Kid had control of the stereo and for some reason best known to itself her Spotify takes that moment to throw up "Phantom of the Opera" dun... Dun dun dun dundun... I scream at her to get rid coz that's not helping my anxiety... She scrambles... Finds soothing 5sos apparently.
Eyes still covered... I peek... 25seconds to go. Close eyes again...
I feel my phone vibrate at 15 seconds, that means I got outbid.
I almost start to cry. It finishes. I opened my eyes....
Some bastard had tried to outbid me in the last seconds but aimed too low and I got him!!
Baby was coming home!
I was an anxious mess until my lovely postie handed me a box five days later...
He looked like a mummified body... The sack didn't help. But my gods he was gorgeous!! Just the most amazing nose missing, slightly crossed eyed, fading at the temples boy I had ever seen!
I quickly order him something more dignified and it arrived today
I get the scissors and prepare him...
Strip tease... Oh mmmmmyyyyyy @selene-tempest I'm sorry about this...
Cover ya bits baby, this is a family house... Cat is trying to help but its not Virgil so she doesn't really care, he's the only one she's got a crush on. She doesn't mind Scott but she does not care for Alan.
JOHN'S SPACESUIT TIGHT!
It won't go over his peachy ass! I had to wrestle this bad boy on.
Baby too thicc... He got muscles for days...
Look at those pecs...
And he's on the John shelf!!!
Edit: I wanted to have him sitting next to Big Chief John but the suit is so tight he can't bend, coz he muscle man. So until I get him more wardrobe items he's standing like Bond in the background.
Also his flipper feet are too big for the shoes that came with it. So he barefoot.
It was a saga, it was a battle that I valiantly and willingly fought... And he's mine! I'm in love.
#john tracy#its always john#thunderbirds are go#thunderbirds#thunderbirds 1965#thunderbirds fandom#thunderbirdsarego
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A gremlin has walked onto Nijimura property. - Umbra Presley (ask-spw-mercenary)
The kitties sit in their pots by the window, looking out curiously...
Well, originally Tiger Lily was using [Ain't Yo Bidness] to bully some birds, but this is also pretty interesting...
@ask-spw-mercenary
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So I Died Eventually & Peace (S.I.D.E. Peace)
November 2nd. The last day I went looking for you. The day I realized I died and did so in peace. I got information about how close the person who said he loved you after having sex and you’d wait until Thanksgiving for lived. I think my action to pull up was the most risky yet gutsy thing I have done in 10 years. My instinct told me to go and my heart was telling me be prepared. I was torn between knowing that you are safe and knowing that you were with a guy you put before your kids. I was driving and so many emotions were kicking in and my ego tapped in more than it should have. I would yell, “Stop it! This has nothing to do with how she played on your emotions, just drive by to make sure she’s safe and leave!”, “Yes, what she did was fucked up, but you can’t be out here sweating her. She’s your friend and that’s what she was in the beginning”, and “Bitch, get your life and remember why you want to make sure she’s ok and if she needs help!” I can only think of one time when I did this which was with Dario and I wasn’t prepared then when I found out he had another girl at his place. I still till this day am trying to figure out how I got through that and remained chill like I wasn’t bothered. Either way I pulled up slowly to the guys house and was surprised to see a slim tall guy hugged up with a Latino woman bidding her a good night. I put my window down and said, “Yo, you E?” and his response was “No, I don’t know an E”. I pulled off and had to turn around to the left to leave back out. Upon returning back to leave the same guy flagged me down and said, “You looking for E?” I was thinking to myself, why would you ask me that when I just asked that a minute ago? I calmly told him I was and he walked closer into the light and I knew it was the guy she risked it for and he was her type. Tall and skinny. He said, “What you need with E?” and I immediately went into my New York mode with him once I recognized his face. I said, “Listen, we know the same person and I wanted to make sure she was safe in case she was here.” He replied, “Who is the person that we both know?” I replied, “Come on you’re from New York and so am I. I know how the game is played and she doesn’t understand. It’s Toni and I want to make sure she’s good.” He replied, “Oh ok. Yeah, I know what you mean.” I asked, “When was the last time you spoke with her?” He said, “Earlier today.” In that short amount of time I felt like I was shot in my head because she manipulated me and another shot to my heart because she kept in contact with a man who thought this was cool to have a woman with his gun and leave her kids without looking back. The verse from “Ride or Die Chick” by The Lox played in my head, “Have 'em doing drive-by’s shit they never did, forgetting about they kids, moms babysitting, ain't seen her in a week. I'm a bad influence”. I snapped out of it and told him, “This is my friend. The next time you talk to her please let her know her friends are worried about her and she needs to get in contact with her kids.” He shook his head and said aight. I knew then only three things would have happened. He wouldn’t tell her, he would tell her and he’d have questions or he would tell her just so they would talk shit and think it was some funny player shit. On that night I did all that I could as a friend within those 90 days. I gave up emailing her to check up on her, I gave up believing hope in friendships and I questioned why I even existed. I died that night and got peace knowing she treated me like a side piece. When he would act up, she saw me being there when he wouldn’t and I realized that I won’t do it again. I won’t be a friend to the next person who comes into my life and I have no faith in people. Every person who goes through something and puts that on a complete stranger and manipulates them or mirrors who they are to get something from them have no heart or soul. She made my spirit cry that night and I guess I needed that one thing to break me.
2019 © Esbee Thoughts
#esbeethoughts#memoir#broken#no new friends#skip#disloyal#i feel numb#acceptance#7 stages of grief#exfriend#heartache#no faith#hurt#sidepiece#peace#closure#situationships
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Be not complacent 'bout dire global warming...
Thus spake Zarathustra
necessitating donning layered clothing
in tandem, especiallytrumpeting
being with wise mind and economical
exercising usage of fossil fuel
completing most tasks
involving driving automobile
courtesy designing efficient,
deliberate, and conscientious
strategy consolidating
tasks within one fell swoop,
plus turning off heat and lights
and adapting, learning to chill
circadian rhythm nsync
with nocturnal existence beef hitting
and apropos to a Neanderthal caveman.
Despite brisk temperatures today lo
mein April fifth
two thousand twenty two y'know,
where exhalation generates
puff daddy 'o air to flow
after taking analogous sturm und drang
dragon fiery cigarette slow -
inhalinglungful of nicotine
savoring fairly bequeathing
air of savoir faire sophistication
(despite yours truly
being an idiot savant)
Marlboro brand cigarettes
with highest addictive ingredient
of any holy smokes.
Don't be fooled ice age cometh
just because spate
of cool Autumn like Spring weather
brought coveted tolerable respite
after blast of unseasonably raw
cold temperature conditions
(nevertheless buds bursting)
just... like... a mere
smattering number days (a week) ago,
ye best not be wary nay -
and put figurative guard down no
including y'all fellow Earthlings -
don't get smug, but snuggle
though morning hath bro
kin quite chilly, ah refreshing
moost definitely worth crow
wing about, Aesop prose
"FAKE" king ace poe
wit like... yours
truly perhaps tubby up pro
pray yet believe me you,
suffocating humidity and haziness
will become central
warm front bringing scorching
heat wave soon enough
perceptibly slowing ability
to conjure e'en feeble attempt
to craft higglety pigglety
measly, satisfactory flow
'o words - yea right I haint
gonna get no dough
tis exhilarating regarding average Joe
biden his time at least
till 20/24 election – whoa
nineteen months from now
hoop fully trumpeting bozo
will be caricatured
as threat to democracy, cuz he ain't
dune planet earth any good
actually his dynastic aspirations
undermined biological cargo,
and affected mooch mo'
harm as he blithely axed
environmental protections with his so
so who cares attitude
which inevitably spelt grow
tusk elephant in the room
compromising future generations welfare
exhibits boomerang effect affecting yo
children of a lesser god
told me by dodo
bird chimney sweeper sallow
faced bummer resembling Frodo
overwhelmed with basket
of deplorable wretched status quo
hither and yon to and fro
he doth frantically go
across terrestrial firmament, in toto
sacrilegious, malicious, egregious...
abominable primate shady hue
man oh man now tis time I cue
somber tune from oboe,
whereby charmed snake (Cobra)
entirely constructed and linkedin
with a little help courtesy lego
set now at poe wits end
this soon tubby extinct bonobo
doth bid thee adieu.
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The Notorious B.I.G. - "Gimme The Loot" - Lyrics - Karaoke night
"Gimme The Loot"
Yeah, motherfuckers better know
Huh, huh (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Lock your windows, close your doors
Biggie Smalls
Huh, yeah
(I'm a bad, bad, bad)
My man Inf left a TEC and a nine at my crib
Turned him self in, he had to do a bid
A one-to-three, he be home the end of '93
I'm ready to get this paper, G, you with me?
Motherfucking right, my pockets looking kinda tight
And I'm stressed
Yo, Biggie let me get the vest
No need for that, just grab the fucking gat
The first pocket that's fat, the TEC is to his back
Word is bond, I'ma smoke him, yo, don't fake no moves (What?)
Treat it like boxing, stick and move, stick and move
Nigga, you ain't got to explain shit
I've been robbing motherfuckers since the slave ships
With the same clip and the same four-five
Two point blank, a motherfucker sure to die
That's my word, nigga even try to bogard
Have his mother singing, "It's so hard"
Yes, love, love your fucking attitude
Because the nigga play pussy
That's the nigga that's getting screwed
And bruised up from the pistol whipping
Welts on the neck from the necklace stripping
Then I'm dipping up the block and I'm robbing bitches, too
Up the herring bones and bamboos
I wouldn't give a fuck if you're tnangerp
Give me the baby rings and the #1 Mom pendant
I'm slamming niggas like Shaquille, shit is real
When it's time to eat a meal I rob and steal
'Cause mom duke ain't giving me shit
So for the bread and butter, I leave niggas in the gutter
Huh, word to mother, I'm dangerous
Crazier than a bag of fucking angel dust
When I bust my gat, motherfuckers take dirt naps
I'm all that and a dime sack, where the paper at?
When he's sticking you and taking all of your money
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
(What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
(What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine)
Big up! Big up! It's a stick up! Stick up!
And I'm shooting niggas quick if ya hiccup
Don't let me fill my clip up in ya back and headpiece
The opposite of peace, sending mom duke a wreath
You're talking to the robbery expert
Step into your wake with your blood on my shirt
Don't be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant
'Cause when I lick shots them shits is persistent
Goodness gracious, the papers
Where the cash at? Where the stash at?
Nigga, pass that
Before you get your grave dug from the main thug
Three fifty-seven slug
And my nigga Biggie got a itchy one grip
One in the chamber, thirty-two in the clip
Motherfuckers better strip, (Yeah, nigga, peel!)
Before you find out how blue steel feel
From the Beretta, putting all the holes in ya sweater
The money-getter, motherfuckers don't know better
Rolex watches and colorful Swatches
I'm digging in pockets, motherfuckers can't stop it
Man, niggas come through, I'm taking high school rings too
Bitches get strangled for their earrings and bangles
And when I rock her and drop her, I'm taking her door knockers
And if she's resistant: blakka, blakka, blakka
So go get your man, bitch, he can get robbed, too
Tell him Biggie took it, what the fuck he gonna do?
Man I hope apologetic or I'm a have to set it
And if I set it, the cocksucker won't forget it
Hey bitch, hey bitch, gimme your money bitch (When he's sticking you and taking all your money)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
(What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad, bad, bad)
(What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine)
Man listen, all this walking is hurting my feet
Ooh, money looks sweet
Where at? In the Isuzu Jeep
Man, I throw him in the fiend you grab the fucking cream
And if he start to scream, bom-bom, have a nice dream
Hold up, he got a fucking bitch in the car
Fur coats and diamonds, she think she a superstar
Ooh, Biggie let me jack her, I'll kick her in the back
Hit her with the gat
Yo, chill, shorty, let me do that
Just get the fucking car keys and cruise up the block
The bitch act shocked getting shot on the spot
Oh shit, the cops
Be cool, fool
They ain't gonna roll up, all they want is fucking doughnuts
So why the fuck he keep looking?
I guess to get his life tooken
I just came home, ain't trying to see Central Booking
Oh shit, now he looking in my face
You better haul ass 'cause I ain't with no fucking chase
So lace up your boots, 'cause I'm about to shoot
A true motherfucker going out for the loot
Take that motherfuckers
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so um i turned "doin your mom" by ray william johnson into shakespearean english... and uh
Doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
thee knoweth we straight with doin thy mother
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
thee knoweth we straight with doin thy mother
i'm doin thy mother. Aye, yours!
i first did see h'r in the wal-mart picking out thy draweth'rs.
big dolly parton hair liketh an 80s prom queen
but h'r rampallian wast looking valorous all up in those mother jeans.
i did approach h'r in the checkout line, and hath said yo baby wassup?
the lady hadst two gallons of milketh, and i wast staring at h'r jugs.
five minutes lat'r the lady did agree to receiveth with me
so we wenteth and rock'd the minivan, liketh giggity. Giggity. Giggity.
i wast riding thy mother liketh the lady wast mario kart.
i gaveth h'r a lift backeth to h'r crib causeth h'r car wouldn't starteth.
the lady did invite me in the house, and we did start making out again.
how many times i tapeth yond rampallian? ov'r 9000!
yeah. The lady hath called me holidam causeth i did knock the dusteth off t.
the lady lat'r madeth me a sandwich and the lady cutteth the crust off t.
causeth the lady knoweth how i liketh t, and yond i'm a dram young
to beest in the sleep chamber, butt-nak'd doin thy mother.
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
thee knoweth we straight with doin thy mother
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
thee knoweth we straight with doin thy mother
i liketh thy mama's big buttocks, and i cannot forswear.
thee oth'r broth'rs can't deny yond the lady's flyeth.
we maketh sexy timeth, aye and ev'ry night i tapeth yond.
the lady did see me butt-naked, anon the lady thinkest i'm half black.
but thy moms the most wondrous, the sup'r m. I. L. F.
causeth the lady loves to toss the salad coequal though the lady ain't a chef
and i censure t on the al-al-al-cohol
but if 't be true i w're thee, i wouldn't kisseth thy mother on the that from which we speak at all.
the lady likes the donkey-punch. The lady likes the filthy sanchez.
oft the lady coequal likes to blinking idiot 'round in thy sleep chamber.
the lady likes rough amorous rite with handcuffs and i'll beest honest
the lady likes me to chris brown h'r at which hour the lady acts liketh rihanna.
the lady's so th'rapeutic. At which hour i needeth to cureth mine own restlessness
i br-br-br-br-br-br-br-br mot'rboat thy moms breastestess.
i didn't wanna bid thee, but i hadst to writeth this song
causeth i'm in thy house ev'ry night doin thy mo-om.
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
thee knoweth we straight with doin thy mother
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
thee knoweth we straight with doin thy mother
i'm having amorous rite with thy moth'r
yond maketh me bett'r than thee.
i'm having amorous rite with thy moth'r
yond maketh me bett'r than thee.
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
thee knoweth we straight with doin thy mother
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
doin doin thy mother doin doin thy mother
thee knoweth we straight with doin thy mother
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October 31st: hold the dark
Omg doggoes i just went doggoe carting they are beautiful
WANT huskies
And dat be a wolf
Tea sounds good actually
Gi joe...in the snow
Woah twice
Oh to other ppl i was like WTF
Artist
Ok at least she don't think her kid is ok..
BUFFALO
DOGGOES
you old
Mask 2x
She doesn't waste words
What happened here. happened to me.
Ouch
Ok some how always unnecessary nudity annd the mask
This is why you stay clear of crazy white women
Ah eric northman
No questions asked rapist instant death penalty like a true viking
To the neck
Look an indigenous person
It's tantoo
Go back
Old man
What he say to the 🐺 pack?
Was that like a where y'all at?
And who answered?
Does he know the dialect?
Don't they know they're pack members?
Whoop
Double whoop
Oh it's not that far
Why she tape it?
They stopped
Why that one look crossed eyed
They bouncin
Said next time bitch
She bounce too?
CRAZY WHITE WOMEN
why he shout to the town
And who ringing the best
SHE TRIED TO TELL YA
the indigenous ppl now helping this white boy
Shit subtitles
Lol yea he the cops
Shit
She strangled him and bounced
Tournaq
Skin walker?
If you say so
Flash back
OKKKK kid is already is psychopath
Wow knife ok
What???
Wolfman
Yea mike don't talk sense
Pickle your liver
Ummm
What are we writing on the casket in blood?
Crossbow
Twins er..them from way back
Mask is gone
Take your rage
To the wolves
Endit
You shoulda died out there in the sand
Peelak
Did they tell him to slouch like that
Omg this old man
I love Jeffery
Cheeon ain't fuckin round
Talkin bout the community
They never came
Guys are green
Dogs are all fine
Good lawd
Yea you gon die cause you stupid
He recognized the wolf man, who he don't have beef with
Keep calling him guy
Bloodbath
Awk dinner
Not his job to imprison yo wife
Non a his bidness
Yup
Nordic look
"i've never not known him"
Unnatural
Also a psychopath.. which we knew
Hes got the masks
Seriously dude
Ha!!!
Shes pissed
What kinda soup
Time to put on the mask
Real good liar
But he's a man of conviction, doesn't overthink things
And that guy reeks of desperation
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