Closed Until Further Notice

Due to uncontrollable circumstances in the past days, I have decided to take a break from blogging. I will not be deleting my account, it will still be open for viewing. There is not a definite closure. This goes for my NID site too. Thanks for dropping by.

Fallen

This is a drawing I did a couple of years ago. Nothing formal really, just paper and pencil. This is really interesting because there were other sketches together with this one 'cause I made this on a letter. One huge letter with a lot of drawings. I could not even remember what was in there. Nina just took a picture of this and sent it to me. I used to have tons of stuff at home too but I can't find them no more. I remember drawing a lot in college, just losing myself into the sketches. Staring at the blank page at first  not knowing where to begin. And after I put in that first stroke, it just flows like water released from a dam. What I find exciting, strangely, are the mistakes that I make. Proportion, too much color, uneven shades, etc. I find it very satisfying altering or finding ways to make my work better, discovering things. Another thing that I really enjoy is shading and shadowing. I love seeing them scribbly lines come together and make sense. Anyway, I hope I could find my other drawings or maybe I could draw new ones. But naahh.. not now.  So in conclusion, my drawings kick ass and that's the end of it. 

I Dare You

I Dare You

Due to the awesome tubes boy George has, we decided to include this song in our playlist. I remember the first time I heard it, I couldn't stop listening. And we, at LATBB, all agreed that we should play this because of it's sheer power, depth and emotion. Oh and the acoustic! Man, Brent Smith (shinedown vocals) at his best! Sublime! But..there's always a but…but by the power of youtube, I came upon some videos of these guys in concert and what I saw shattered me within. How could I respect a guy who lip sync's through the chorus. It was pretty clear that his voice was fading out. I know, I know, months of touring and that same song every night, blah blah blah.. that should not be a reason man, I mean the band gets paid millions to do their shit., to hear that song. But hey, if you want to be mutherfunkin Ashlee Simpson then fine, I won't be seeing you live any time soon anyway so fuck it. Love the song nonetheless, I'll just listen to the record.

Reanimation!

So I've decided reanimate Migraineboy. Since I already have my NID site, I'm gonna make this site my music and art page. But I'll still be keeping all my posts from last year so you cocksuckers can still marvel at my brilliance. Content will be my art, music reviews and shit. So, i'm looking forward to all you mutherfuckers here. Peaceout!

www.nid.i.ph

MOVED TO www.nid.i.ph! GET YOUR SORRY ASS OVER THERE!

December 15 party (part2)

Finally some Pix! Here’s George,
Chuck and Me waiting for everybody
to arrive. George has had a little to
drink. We have made it a rule to not
let him sing unless he’s under the influence of alcohol.

(click image to see us better) 

Here we are gearing up. They had to share an amp though, keyboard amp. And the second pic is Lalai, with a big smile on her face. Thumbs up Lai! hmm… I don’t know what that guy is doing with Lalai exactly. Stroking something probably. Looks like she likes it. Anyway the third pic is us tearing up the stage.. That’s me illuminated. I wonder why we had such crappy lighting.

Man, it was a good thing they had us play. We tore the house down. It was nice to see everybody getting out of their seats and dancing around. Felt like a party..almost. But it’s kinda dangerous to invite us though. See Chuck and George below? After a few drinks and some disappointing circumstances such as the both of them not winning anything big (except that “goodluck to you” photo album) . This is how the night ended. WITH A KISS. (and I won’t say brokeback..so over-used!)

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ShowTime (12/15)

Man, I scoured thru everyone’s files just to get one lousy picture. Out of at least a hundred people, no one took a decent picture of us on stage kicking ass. DANG! Kurt’s not even in the scene!

Anyway, this is before the party. Of course as always Lalai and the Big Boners stepped up to the plate and got our threads together and were smokin’ hot in our Country get up. Well not exactly pretty western but who cares, we’re rockstars anyway.

So the Party was…uhm…how shall I put this gently…uh..lamer than usual. I’m so sick of that whole “organized”,  “everybody-on-Q” kinda thing. If were goin’ all out western then they should’ve served pork-butts and tatters! Or some Corn-breaaad! or something like that. And the location! Who cares about the view?! All everybody wanted was to party! Prizes and gifts are all fine and dandy but it went on and on and on.. it was such a drag. Seriously, I heard people snoozing in the back. Why couldn’t they just give everybody what they deserved and get on with the party! We just wanna party damn it! I went there expecting beer barrels, mechanical bulls with counrty chix flying everywhere. Rock n roll, beer and brawl! But what did we get?! Shanghai noon! Yerp! straight up!

The best decision they made was to let LATBB rock the house. That was the only bright spot in the party. Off the hook encore!

Haha! C’mon ctc i’m just playin’. You know we love you!

Stay tuned for upcoming posts. I’m gonna track down them clowns who’s got our pictures and video! Watchout!! 

Band Practice 12/13

So we jammed today. Today is the 13th of december. Dont' be fooled by the date on the  picture. We used George's digcam, he didn't set the date right. He told me he didn't bother reading the manual. he probably doesn't know how to set the date. Anyway, this was after we played our set for like the guzillionth time.

Kurt's pre-jam warm-up. We were still outside talking about our upcoming debut performance and what not. We're shit scared but excited nontheless.

Way to go tinogs! Cool riff! But seriously he's just playing dancing queen. After having heard Paul Gilbert's version. He wishes he had an extra finger to make him play better.

 
So, this is me forgetting my parts. I'm such an idiot! Man I'm such a looser. There we were rockin' it up and I forgot my damn parts!
But immediately after the music went haywire, I turned around, checked my cable, checked the amp. Don't worry everyone. Technical malfunction! It was the cable. Damn these faulty equipment. Naahh, Im kidding it was me. Such a loser!

(Click image to enlarge) 

Here's Chuck. Don't be fooled by his girly demeanor he hits them drums pretty hard. This is actually his signature move. We had such a good photographer that he was able to capture one of chuck's finest moments. As you can see he takes really good care of his hair. He does this move after every show. Notice that he's not holding another stick, that's his move. He throws the other stick at the audience and brushes his hair. Really smooth move.

 
We feature anyone who likes to jam with us. This is me with Android. Can you tell if I'm enjoying myself?! Kidding! Seriously, andrei is so pretty in this pic. He kinda looks like a caricature. Kidding again!

He's really not that familiar with the band's outlandish stunts. But he fits in well with his famed mic-stroking, mouth-tapping vocal stylings.

So, after about an hour or two of screaching guitars, bone-crunching drums, unrivaled stunts and comedy with LATBB's unique brand of music we headed back to headquearters.

DROP BY FOR MORE BAND UPDATES 

Lalai and The Big Boners

Left to right: Kurt aka tinogs aka tafkak, me (ax-man extrodinaire), chuck aka jovs aka stormbringer

Thats just half of the band. I couldn’t get a decent picture of us together so of course, I decided to put the picture with the most good-looking dude on the planet (me). Here’s the rest of them miscreants:

Name: George
Position: Lead Vocals
Nicknames: Axl, Boy George, George Michael, Karma Chameleon,
Cactus/Cactus George (Brilliant fuckin’ idea man!)
Influences: 80’s Glam rock, Axl Rose, Skidrow, Poison..you get the picture

So this is George. Taking on frontman chores.
He’s pretty good. He sings better when he’s drunk
actually and is a lot bolder too. I can’t wait until December 15
and see if he will do what we’re planning to do with that tsong
shyan wang song. He’s probably preparing his resignation
already for the aftermath. Kidding!! No rumors ctc aiight?!

 Name: OJ
 Position: Guitars
 Nicknames: Big boner, tripod
 Influences: Alternative stuff

Hmm.. Rockstar-esque (left pic), undecided (left pic with some chick). He’s cool though. And he does a pretty good Hitler impersonation

  Name: Kurt
 Position: guitars
 Nicknames: the real giovs. Tinogs (tinoghong band),
 T.A.F.K.A.K (the artist formerly known as kurt)
 Influences: America.. and everything else..He loves his MIAMI VICE

 Kurt’s pretty good. Pretty cool too, in a weird kinda way.
 He’s so good that a guitar company offerred him his own
 Signature series. It’s call the Rockerz (jb music, P3T) Kurt
 Signature series. Go and get one and feel the fretboard bend
 in a couple of months. 

Name: Chuck
Position: Drums (he likes hitting things)
Nicknames: Jovehtz (still not approved), alagad ni horniness
Influences: Anything that rocks
 
Do not stay infront of the drums while chuck is playing. He
will literally make you shit your pants. Seriously, he wanted his left foot amputated and replaced with a pedal. Whenever we practice and I stay in front of them loud-ass drums I get dizzy and dis-oriented and foam a little in the mouth. But I know I bug him with my out-of-tune, bent, shrieking ax too.

Name: Ronie
Position: Bass
Nicknames: Murdaaah/murdaah twins/ murdaaah sistahz, drop it like its hot,
Lalai
Influences: Girly music

Lalai plays pretty good actually. Was originally just a spectator but we drafted her in the band. She has some pretty kick-ass dace moves (when she plays). Her fingers are pretty quick. Must be from those years of rubbing, u-know-who’s
bald head. (starts with a C). Anyway, the nick lalai was coined from urban dub’s lalay lim ’cause she looks like her. Thats her on the right. I know you probably took a closer look if that was Ronie. Well no, but close enough, what the hell. 

Name: migraineboy (me)
Position: guitars
Nicknames: brandon, nid and sometimes Hoy, gwapo!!
Influences: rock legends, hendrix, etc. G3. Paul gilbert

This is me. Omnipotent ax-wielding hero. With the 3rd loudest guitar in the world. Need I say more?

So, that’s the whole group. We are still debating on what the name of the band should be. Some say Make Busy, others DSLAM, Lalai and the big boners, ghost of hitler and a whole lot more. Anyway one thing’s for certain, you are one of the few to gaze upon the greatest crew in rock n roll history.

PLAYING ON DECEMBER 15 

The New Face Of Terrorism

Tell me this doesn’t strike fear down to your very core. I’m what they call a sleeper. Know what that is? Terrorism 101 for you : A spy or saboteur who is planted in an enemy country and who lives unobtrusively as a citizen of that country until activated into clandestine operations by a prearranged signal. Illich Ramirez aint got nothing on me!

If you noticed, I haven’t updated my shitty blog for over a month now. I’ve been digging a cave. NO!  Not the hellhole cube in the office. Not that!

Hmm all I need now is an airplane. And the target? I’ll probably save the plane crash for something big like some kind of moron convention or something. Well, like I said before, if you think you’ve spoken ill of me and you’re an idiot then I’d probably kill you first. 

Jessica Zafra Glasses

Now why do I hate them so much? Hmmmm… Probably because people wearing it look even more stupid than they already are. Everywhere I look I see people getting one. And I KNOW they don’t need them. You think it makes you any smarter? Like some stupid specs can actually increase your congnitive capacity. Fashion you say? Let me get this straight, so you think that being fashionable is having the same style with everybody else? Jeezzz, I don’t even buy a shirt on a rack with 5 others with the same design. I can’t bear the thought of someone walking around town with the same shirt I’m wearing. I got news for all you sterotypes, having those glasses don’t make you look any better, when your fingernails are still dirty and your faces still crooked. You wanna be fashionable? Wanna be unique? Then don’t get one!

Napoleon Dynamite

These are Napoleon and Pedro. Probably the coolest losers in history. Know why? Just click on the damn image!

Scuba Fuckin’ Diving

I don’t know what’s all the fuss about scuba diving. I hate the preparation, wakin’ up early and the travelling. Oh my god! And the worst part? Travelling back! When you’re all tired and beat up. Just like goin’ to the beach. Man I hate comin’ home from it. Eversince I was a kid, I never really liked the underwater. I hate those dark, murky scenes in movies where you can’t tell what the hell is out there. And then suddenly, something just bites a chunk off your ass. Gives me nightmares. The worst of them all is Finding Nemo. Do you remember that scene with Dori and the whale? The water was so dark and the whale just kinda sprung in front of them? Man, I hate that scene. But I’ve been to snorkeling with my dad and his friends though. The thing I loved about it is that we had them huge badass spears. Then we’d eat all the fish that we killed. I didn’t contribute much though, I went for them ugly fish that looked real stupid and moved slow. I better ask my dad where he put my spear, I could use that in the office. I’m really not a fan of deepsea diving with dipshits. Now tell me, who would you want this guy to be? (for ctc)

My Amendment

Nobody unites the nation like Manny Pacquiao. Everyone thought it would end in disaster after Pacquiao staggered after being hit by a a flurry of punches by the challenger Oscar Larios. But as it turned out, the only disaster was Larios’ face. The punch was just a fluke. For the rest of the fight, he couldn’t hit Manny anymore, he’s too slow. Manny’s new nickname should be “the ghost”, because whenever Chololo threw a punch Pacman ain’t there no more. What kind of nickname is “chololo” anyway? It doesn’t strike fear to his opponents. It  just made me laugh.  I understand if his dad called him that when he was little but the nickname that they should use should be something relateed to his fight or how “devastating” his punches are. Something corny like ” the destroyer”. I mean, who cares about his father not able to pronounce his name properly? Anyway, back to my amendment, during Pacquiao’s fights, everything is put on hold.  Opposing politicians sat side by side at ringside, celebrities are always present and for the townsfolk, everyone glued to their TVs. The economy is revitalized and crime rates are down. So in conclusion, my amendment is to make the president a boxer.  At least our president can unite the country two days a year, whenever she has a fight. Nothing draws the entire nation together better than a clash for the Republic’s pride. She can fight north Korea’s Han Myung-Sook. She looks fiesty and bigger than Arroyo but I believe her quickness will win it for us. But that reach might be a problem, wth the jab. Anyway, if she trains hard she’ll probably win it. Gloria “little monster” Arroyo, wow now that’s a badass nickname!

The Ambiguously Gay Duo

Meet Ace and Gary. The average crime fighting duo in a quest to rid the world of evil. Ace is the leader of the duo. He is a mentor to Gary, and calls him “friend of friends”. Ace has an array of superpowers reminiscent of Superman. Gary is the other member of the duo. He is younger and less experienced than Ace. Gary has fewer superpowers and fit more in the sidekick role.

Their dialogue is full of homosexual innuendo; they have said to “stick it in the hole, don’t play with it” when talking about electric plugs, to name just one example

Their clothing tend to contain thongs and shorts which are too small and tight for them. Their car is shaped like a huge penis and can fire white, semen-like rays.Ace pats Gary on the rear quite often.They disguise themselves as the Village People while entering a “hetero” bar.Their fighting techniques are questionable for heterosexual superheroes. Gary sits and thrusts on Ace while Ace flies and shoots lasers, they attack a gigantic monster by flying into its rear, and they very often use sexual-looking positions as fighting techniques like Gary’s “sucking off”. When fighting a monster robot, they penetetrate it from its rear.

Gary picks something up near Ace to look like he is performing fellatio.They form a “ball” grabbing each other’s crotch with their mouth to roll over the villains. Their X-ray vision is used to see if men are concealing weapons in their crotches. They get more interested in men’s crotches after looking close.

Despite these examples, every episode finds room for debate on whether Ace and Gary are gay, or whether there is a reasonable, heteronormative explanation for their actions. The joke lies in the supporting characters’ willingness to discount the overwhelming evidence. In many ways this lampoons the willfull ignorance of much of mainstream America. For their part, Ace and Gary will only admit to being “. . . gay like a fox”.

Click the images below to see the episodes. 

Safety tip from Ace and Gary:

“The buddy system should always be used for potentially unsafe situations like swimming, bike riding and showering. “

Impeachment

Exactly! Another impeachment complaint has been filed today. A rehash of the previous one. I don’t know much about the proceedings or anything about the law for that matter, all I know is that I am sick and tired of it. I don’t know about you but I’m fed up with this whole circus. I’d much rather let the current president stay in the office because she is more watched now than ever. I know she wouldn’t do anything stupid now that all eyes are on her. Plus, there’s no one to replace her with. I’m not saying that the president is innocent, I’m not taking her side, nor am I saying an investigation is wrong. Aaah, let them burn in hell. You know who would make a great president? Me, because I’m a genius.

Groundhog Day

A client reminded me of this movie this afternoon. He had this looping thing going on. He asked me if I’ve seen this movie because that was how he felt. Stuck in Grounghog Day. It all came back to me. The same day looping back. How cool would it be to get away with anything, to do whatever you want to do, not worrying about what will happen afterwards, no consequences. Not even death. Man I could tell my boss, ey dude, I need a raise. Pronto! Hmm..but then I would have to ask for it again the next day and payday would never come. That sucks. Hmm But who needs a job?  Who needs money when you can steal! Yeah that would be so cool. I wonder what I’d steal first. I’ve always wanted to know how it feels to be a criminal. I wonder if I’d get fat if I eat all day. And to all of them assholes, man I could shit on their faces, everyday. And the next day I wouldn’t be able to stop laughing. I’ll be like, “hey man, you ate my shit yesterday”. I wonder if I’d ever get tired of it. What would you do if you got stuck in Groundhog Day?

Major League Jackass

Had a caller earlier that really ticked me off. What a prick! He wanted me to help him but he doesn’t listen to me. He kept ranting about how it was working at different locations, why not here?! I’ve already done this before!  Thats what he kept repeating. And when I asked him to give me moment to check the eqiupment he said “no offense but that was the first thing you should’ve done”.  But being the bigger man I let it pass and went on checking. Everything seemed to check out okay, so I asked him if we could check some of the settings to which he agreed. And the moment I said click on tools, he flipped out! He said that he doesn’t want to mess around with the configuration. Asked him for his Ip, he doesn’t know where to find it. I thought you we’re an expert at this!! Damn redneck know-it-all! So I said, “hmmm, okay sir it seems like you are a jackass, I’m sorry sir our system is not compatible with those and we don’t support them.”

Wasting Time

I’ve been sitting here just wasting time. Listening to some music, thinkin’, trying to free my mind. It’s been a couple of hours in this smokey room. Drinkin’ Boones, eatin’ shrooms, writting tunes, hoping to get one of these mutherfuckin’ songs a hit. (courtesy of Mr. R.J. Ritchie) I don’t know why I get hooked with Kid Rock. I don’t know why I like the son of a bitch’s music. He’s known for his rock tunes, for being so cocky at it. I guess I sense some truth in his songs. I sense the depth, some soul in his music. Especially that song Abortion, man it stirs up something inside me. Lonely Road of Faith is a classic! And I also know where he is coming from, very diverse background. I also like the music he loves. ACDC, ZZ Top, Skynyrd, Bob Seger, Hank Williams Jr., Metallica, Korn. Even Metallica, Sheryl Crow, Eminem, Snoop say he’s amazing. Im not surprised. He’s into country lately, guess he’s giving props to his heroes. Country, rock, rap. Watch out Mr. Kid Rock, I’m gonna work with you when I make it big. Hah, what?!

Easy Like Sunday Morning

It’s sunday. Ain’t got nothing to do. Easy, I love that Faith No More version. I loved Faith No More. One of those under-rated bands. For me at least. Feel like their efforts went unnoticed. Especially here in the Philippines. All of them hard-core shit goin’ aroud, man they should pay tribute to the originators. I still listen to their music and I can’t believe they made it in the early 90’s. My brother was the one who introduced their music to me. I was about 7 or 8, probably 9. I remember thinking, wow what is this? Got hooked instantly. Browsing thru my music archive earlier,  their music still makes me feel good. I called my brother and told him about their “best of” album. We listened to a couple of tracks. He still acts like an idiot  like he did back then. Singin’ along, rappin’ along. He makes up his own lyrics (that absolutely doesn’t make any sense). But it’s all good. Now that’s what you call feel-good music.

How Graphic Can You Be?

I’ve never been more proud to be a Mandauehanon. That’s all I can say. It speaks for itself. Let it speak to you.

Note: This sign is located in Centro Mandaue, Cebu. Right beside Chowking and suson lumber 

Small, Extra Small or Extra Extra Small?

Here I am again, in my constant battle against stupidity. Day after day I feel a little weaker, a little more weary. I feel powerless against the insurmountable opposition. For crying out loud, why are they letting idiots teach? Are they trying to create an army of imbeciles? Are they trying to wipe out the race of intellectuals? And what are they going to teach? No wonder they are multiplying. I just thought it just rubs off.

Stuff that the teacher might be teaching the army: (real conversations and emails)
“put your shoes on someone’s place so you can feel what it….”
“pleasure and lots of FooDs “
“his beepers keeps on ..”
“So if we put our shoes on theirs, what a tough job, isn’t it!?! “
“we were astound by the..”
“made me realized..”
“you have all you needed..”

 
And the list goes on. so, how big do you think is the teacher’s brain? Really smal, extra small or extra extra small?

If you think you’ve said these things to me, chances are you’re a
retard. 

So you think you’re smart just because you’ve read The Da Vinci Code?

Man, everywhere I go I hear idiots talking about the goddamn Da Vinci code. In the jeepney, in the office, everywhere. My idiot-meter has been going berserk lately. They talk about religious documents and about how the book changed their views. These morons don’t even know that Dan Brown have other books. That’s probably the only book they’ve read. I wish I could carry a gun around so that I can blow their heads off. I don’t even want to talk about the inconsistencies of that fuckin’ book. I don’t blame Brown for it. People are idiots. They’ll believe anything you tell them. Just put in some obscure document from an obscure research and poof! instant best-seller. People are retards. They don’t even know anything about the apostles or anything about the Bible. Here’s an example. I’m sure everyone knows that ’80s song “We Are The World” check out the lyrics..”As God has shown us by turning stone to bread” . When did God do that?! The only reference I remember was when Jesus was being tempted. I must have the wrong version of the Bible because I can’t find that anywhere!

Half acoustic + Half electric = CRAP

Have you been to SM lately? Ever heard that annoying guitar sound?? I’m sure you have. It’s near Watson’s, right outside Bibo. I hate having to go around that area. I mean they sound like some charismatic group. They’re selling acoustic guitars? They sound like shit! It looks acoustic but it doesn’t sound like it, it sounds electric but not really. One word, CRAP! And the people who buy or go over and pretend like they know anything about guitars or music for that matter are idiots. And what makes me an expert, you say? How about 17 freakin’ years of shredding the hell out of any axe I come across. Been playing since I was six so don’t get me started with guitars. Most people don’t know that about me. Probably because I have eased up the past couple of years. Anyway, them mofos selling the guitars don’t know squat either. I mean, ccooommmmeee oooonnn… I’m sick of hearing “Wonderful Tonight”. Don’t get me wrong, I love Eric Clapton but that song is so worked up. What ever happened to the Flamenco? Ey morons, why don’t you play “Circles” by the Satch man?! Or better yet, you know what I would pay to see? If you guys pick one of your shitty guitars and wack each other’s faces!

PUSSYWHIPPED

Pussywhipped : When a male of the species will not do anything against his significant other’s wishes for fear that she will retaliate by not performing sexual favors for him.

Yup, that’s what I am. But I can’t complain. I don’t even put up a fight. Just look at that devilish smile. Seriously, I can’t even begin to imagine what she has to put up with. Me. She means the world to me and I don’t know what I’d do without her. She sees the good in everything there is to see. Sometimes I wonder what she ever sees in me. She polished up my halo and I just dirtied up her soul. I know this might sound cazy but I’d end my life for you. You know I don’t want to  but hey, I’d do it for you.

X-MEN: the last stand SUCKS!

The last installment of the X-MEN trilogy sucks so much ass! Why did Jean Grey have to die?! I would have loved to see Wolverine and her finish what they started. She looked so hot! I wouldn’t have stopped if I was Wolverine. He is such an idiot. He had Jean all for himself with that moron Cyclops out of the picture. It would’ve been so great to see  Wolverine and Jean’s little hellion running around kicking everybody’s ass. Imagine a kid with an adamantium skeleton with claws who can incinerate people. Man I wish my dad was Wolverine and my mom was the Phoenix. 

SAVE YOUR OWN LIFE, PLEASE WAIT FOR THE ANSWER (batch 5 aniversary special)

If you don’t know how deep the pool really is, please don’t jump. I have to hand it to you Mags, it took a lot of guts to jump. But you shoud’ve checked. There are signs that tell you how deep it is.  And people please, pay attention when somebody is asking you a question. If you don’t know the answer then just say that you don’t know. Someone else’s life depends on you. And Mags, don’t believe that ” he who hesitates is lost” shit. It will get you killed.

Tiny Pieces Of Hell

Went out to grab a bite to earlier today. Nina insisted that I taste this dish she’s been craving for lately, “california maki”. Now this is the second time she talked me into eating Japanese cuisine. The first experience was anything but delightful. Yet once again i succumb to her persuassion. So, there i was, staring at the 8-piece serving. Each neatly lined up with toppings of mayo. I took one and dipped it in the wasabi-lemon sauce, held my breath and put it in my mouth. It exploded with this undescribable sensation. A mixture of raw meat, mango and wasabi. I swear I heard my stomach cry out for help. Don’t be fooled by its colorful facade. Each one is a tiny piece of hell. Spawned from the depths of the abbyss. Created by vile individuals out of the blackness of their souls. Man, i hate Japanese food.

IF THEY MATED

c/o faithfulnina and conan

 Eva Longoria (Desperate Housewives) and Tony Parker (San Antonio Spurs)

 Their offspring:

YOU CAN PICK YOUR FRIENDS. YOU CAN PICK YOUR NOSE. BUT YOU CAN’T PICK YOUR FRIEND’S NOSE !!

Do you know what I hate more than idiots? Idiots who meddle with my business!! It’s bad enough to hear them flaunt their stupidity..but to put their finger in my nose?!! Good God!!! If you’re going to make some suggestions, at least make some sense. I can’t even understand half of what you’re saying. Are you aware of the words coming out of your mouth?! Okay let me break it down for you.

simple sentence: subject + predicate

The subject is what (or whom) the sentence is about, while the predicate tells something about the subject.

example:

Ice melts.

 Now, was that so hard?

Remember The Name (2005)

He doesn’t need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it’s the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
It’s not about the salary
It’s all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak’s pickin it up! let’s go!

Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never askin for someone’s help, to get some respect
He’s only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist ….
 

Ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!