2009: I'm Back....Cue The Fanfare

Greetings ladies, gents, MCs, singers, producers, pimps, hoes, skanks, sluts, smuts, scally-wags, hustlers, Gs, OGs, frats, sorors, geniuses, idiots, scholars, street pharmacists, drunks, crackheads, bums, "wet" heads, dusters, teachers, lawyers, doctors, judges, officials, poets, jokers, smokers, late-night tokers, and the few and far in between that I failed to mention. What the fuck is going on!!!! LOL...Yeah, ya boy is back on the "crazy ass dude with jokes" tip, ushering in the new year. We are in 2009, and there's not too much time left, if you are one of those dudes who's heavy into pot and Nostradamus...Not NAStradamus, you dummies....LOL....I'm talking about the actual dude who's predictions made about the end of the world thousands of years ago, seem eerily similar to the predictions made by others in the thousands of years since his death. If you really think that 2012 is really the end of the world, then you don't have much time to "tie up loose ends" before the Big Shut Down.
Let's just say, hypothetically speaking, of course, that 2012 really is The End. What will you do, before you go? I was thinking about this, while in Throwback Mode listening to Mace's old Album, Harlem World( very underrated album, no matter how sweet Mace was on that jawn....LOL). that song came on when he was talking about "I got 24 hours to live. Just think? Where would you go/ what would you do/ who would you screw?/...." I started thinking about what would I want to do if I had these three years left until "El Fin"...In cracking myself up while trying to be serious, here's some of the things I came up with:


--Graduate from college with a degree: Think about it! It won't really matter, as far as paying the loans back. We won't be around...On the bad side of it, I guess I won't have too much use for it, either!!! LOL

--Have a threesome: I have to send out a special "I'm just messing around" message to my girl, who would probably give me no more nook for the rest of the month after seeing this particular activity...LOL...

--Get a towel and grab Michael Nutter by the neck, and wipe off at least 60 percent of the shine on his bald ass head!! Too bright!!

--Cuss out Bill Cosby's ass!! Why? Just because he was a little too "wagging the finger"-like toward cats in the hood. I'm not saying that it's not the truth, but for a multi-billionaire who's sittin on his high horse and not throwing too much money into the neighborhoods that need help just to get to his precious Temple University, he talks too much....in my opinion, people, not yours....

--Clown and point the finger at Jesse Jackson: Just for the fact that you were at first hatin on the dude who took your ambition and actually made it happen...don't hate the player; hate the game.....

--Thank Andy Reid for finally getting us a Super Bowl Championship....Yeah, I said it!! We are winning it this year!!! Get your money right, if you think otherwise....I'm good for 50 bux...any takers?

--Hijack and drive the El train: I know this is far-fetched, but who hasn't thought of operating the El? That shit looks like fun....I wouldn't want to hijack a bus!!

--Hit a three-pointer on the Sixers' homecourt...I've played pick-up at the Palestra, on Temple's campus, Parkside courts, 15th and Susquehanna, and at Drexel and any other Philly b-ball shrine. Now I need to hit a deep one like the pros have done....

--Sit in the booth and do color commentary with Merril Reese and Mike Quick, for the Eagles: I would be laughing so hard at Mike Quick's non-talking ass, that i wouldn't have anything to say!!!

There are more things in my head...Part two will be underway....Be safe, say no to drugs, and yes to sex before marriage.

NA-NU-NA-NU!!!