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A Message To My Wicked, Wicked Ex Posted: Tuesday, September 01, 2009 10 Hours 33 Minutes 48 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments My Wicked Ex, Let me ask you a question: Does your man know you are checking up on someone you had sex with before? Now, I would say there was more going on than that between us but in retrospect you and I both know what I thought we were, and what was the truth were two different things. You seem to have a habit of hanging on to people. Its a habit you need to break. There is a lesson for you to learn here. The first one is that you should always remember that "Controlling and Abusive" (your words) is superior to anything any decent man, including me had to offer you. The second lesson is a tad more complicated: There is love and then there is reciprocity. Just because someone loves you, you feel obligated to reflect those feelings and start doing so. It doesn't mean you love them, it simply means you are either nice, guilty or both. You never loved me. I am cool with it. When your daughter gave you that note stating I wanted nothing else to do with you, I never looked back, never called you unless it was related to my getting my stuff, I ignored you when you told me hello through your daughter and ignored you when you waved at me when I dropped her off. You read about all the issues I have and where they came from. You read about Obi-Wife's issues as well. The difference this time around is that they were our issues, they did not involve anybody else. What a change! I am generally happy, and its all because you are no longer in my life. I am asking you nicely to simply leave us be. There is no reason for you to visit this blog, a place of general happiness, buffoonery and conscious thought again. Take all of your issues, drama and foolish behavior and simply go away. I left the past behind me. Its high time you did the same. There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsDaedalus Reveals The Real Tragedy Of 9/11 Posted: Friday, September 11, 2009 11 Hours 40 Minutes 46 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments 9/11 is a tragedy of enormous proportions. I remember the day like it happened yesterday. I think we should focus on it yearly to remind us of who our enemies are.
9/11 is also a great day to remind black people who really brought the World Trade Center down. George W. Bush and the Federal Government. I remember a few years ago when I made the mistake of considering moving to Atlanta I was waiting on MARTA to take me downtown. Of course the "Deep Brothers" were out there spreading wisdom, or what they think wisdom is anyway. The conspiracy theories ran amuck that day. Everything from it was a government conspiracy to, "The crashed the building early so less white people would die" That was an awesome display of ignorance. " I of course decided to jump in. I made shit up, and as long as it blamed George W. Bush for something, they bought it hook, line and sinker. Some of the stuff I said: "George W. Bush killed a black man driving drunk and high on cocaine and Dick Cheney covered it up." " Culturally anything that removes responsibility from black people is going to sell. They do it in the churches, the news papers and of course the politicians do it daily to get money and votes. Blaming stuff on George W. Bush was in vogue that wintery day in 2005. Michael Jackson Sung it Best: So today, on 9/11, (or any other day), find a black person, blame something wrong in their live And remind them that the real tragedy of 9/11 was the firing of Van Jones. That Edumacated Brotha stood for "Tha Troof!" the guboment brought those buildings down. Daedalus rolls his beautiful brown eyes. There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsJoin the fight against FOX News! Posted: Monday, September 14, 2009 10 Hours 8 Minutes 52 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments Cindafella Daeda Daedalus, arch conservative, and because of this fact, ignorant and racist, am turning against Fox News. Recently they have been airing what no other news organization would. Advocacy of illegal activity by ACORN employees. In this case illegally getting loans and tax evasion. They also offered advice on how to run a brothel, control the women, and even how to start one up. Now those people have lost their jobs. That’s tragic. They have gone too far! " The world needs deeze hoez in order to make it a better place. Who’s going to actually get you laid in the champagne room? It aint gonna be the scrippers, its going to be deeze hoez. For some young men, deeze hoez are the first people they run up in anyway and a lot of deeze hoes are cheaper than dinner and a movie. Screw that. By trying to mess with ACORN, they are messing with deeze hoez by proxy and hurting the economic recovery. Deeze hoez, buy groceries, deeze hoez be buying clothes, the pimpz be buyin cars and rims, and look at how much they spend on prescriptions for "various things that go wrong" helping the pharmaceutical companies, doctors, hospitals and clinics. Even hospitality, the hotels and motels, get a boost from deeze hoez. Yes the pimp and hoe dollaz be sirk-ulay-in in the economy many times, especially in the minority community or as Jesse Jackson would pronounce it, "Minor-uh-tuh Kuh-munn-uhtuh". Its time to organize and protest. Its time to step up to the plate and stop Fox News. Deeze hoez are depending on it! There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsThe Last Temptation Of Mister Bachelor Posted: Wednesday, September 23, 2009 10 Hours 36 Minutes 22 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments Well, this story is a little late but this is the story of how Mister Bachelor died. Died. Miste Bachelor was declared brian dead earlier this year but seriously, he's dead now. For those of you who are friends of mine on Facebook or Twitter already know I got married to Obi-Wife on a yacht on the Gulf of Mexico. It was a great ceremony with 22 of our closest friends from all over the US. I was touched that they would fly that far to be with us. There were plenty of frayed nerves, some drunkenness and fun times but absolutely no drama the whole weekend. None. The night before I got married I booked a room at a 4 star resort on the coast. I thought to myself, its gonna be a party. Nah. Not really. Ok, yes I did. I had a few thoughts and executed none of them even after I was plowed with women at my bachelor party. " What it was however, was my fortress of solitude I enjoyed after being out with my friends and in-laws for what was an excellent bachelor party when it was over at 3AM I rolled full throttle through a phalanx of police toward the coast and some peace. I passed out. 9:00 AM "T-Minus 3 Hours, get your butt up!" Who the hell wants to leave Paradise? Some hot Mexican broad was at my door with breakfast anyway. 9:15 AM Obi Wife calls in a tizzy. "I need the truck so the flowers can get down to the yacht" I called Colonel Hippie trying to figure out whats up. "Colonel, we have an issue. No other vehicle in the universe, besides my truck is capable of transporting the flowers 1000 feet to the boat." 10:30 AM I leave the hotel on the beach and head inland facing another phalanx of police officers on either side of the highway. I set the cruise control and decide to be patient. I forgot to shave. Dammit! I didnt have deodorant. Dammit! I didnt brush my curly locks. Dammit! I am running out of gas. Dammit! That was alot of Dammits.. Then the phone starts ringing. A couple of my friends wished me luck, all of them asking me if I am nervous. I tell them no. I am more worried about running out of gas and being late than anything else. I found a convenience store about 5 miles from the resort where Obi-Wife and the yacht are. I freshened up and brushed my hair. I am ready now. I am no longer going to be funky and lets face it, it was humid as hell outside. 11:20 AM Dead Man Walking I arrive at the hotel. Everyone is waiting for me. Obi-Wife is already on the yacht sequestered. After meeting Darth Gatwick, my father in law and Jim-bostar my best man, we get in a van to take us to the dock. We start walking and as we approach the boat, reality begins to set in as to what is about to happen. All you could hear was our footsteps as my Texas style square toed shoes hit each board. "Dead Man Walking" I said as we approached the boat. My friend Mr Basehead was already on the boat taking pictures. We are directed to the upper deck. The music is already playing. I forgot to print my vows. All I had was an e-mail on my HTC-Touch Pro2 from the chaplain that contained the wedding ceremony and included our vows. I switched batteries in my phone, brought up Outlook and retrieved the e-mail. I then handed the phone to Jim-bostar who already had all the rings on his fingers already. "My vows are on the phone, dont let it scroll." The boat lurches foreword as it backs out from port and starts on its way, the diesel quietly humming in the background, the music starts and my bride is on her way up the stairs with Darth Gatwick in front of her and the chaplain in tow. The stage is set, she takes the mic, our friends and family is watching. " Obi-Wife has her vows printed. The Chaplain hands her a piece of paper and she reads them. When its time for me to read mine, I look to Jim-bostar and he hands me my phone. I rolled my eyes as I scrolled the e-mail to the spot where my vows were and read them off of my cell phone. Thank you Microsoft. For what seemed like hours she droned on about marriage, blah blah blah blah... and then, the engine abruptly stopped. We exchange rings, when I have to give her the ring, Jim-bostar gives me the half with the baguettes on it, not the half with the rock. " Crap! Now I look like an idot because she only has half the ring, and that half has a few measly baguettes. A few seconds later, we were announced as man and wife. I kissed my beautiful bride, the engines started, the music stated, it was all good. The women inspected the ring, we cut the cake, we took billions of pictures, billions. Everyone was happy for us. I gave a huge toast to Lord Gatwick my new father in law, it was really one of the best days of my life, outside of the blood, guts and gore that was my daughters birth. There was plenty of laughter, ball busting and well wishes from everyone as we departed a few hours later. Not a single instance of drama, as it has always been with her and her family, as well as mine. None. This is what I signed up for, and I got it. I would say my new life begins now, but really it started about 2 years ago when Obi-Wife moved in and made my teeny tiny itsy bitsy cottage in the country a home. Mister Bachelor Survived by Frank-Z There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave commentsHugo Chavez Saw This And Said "Dayum!" Posted: Friday, September 25, 2009 8 Hours 15 Minutes 30 Seconds Ante Meridian There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments At B. Bernice Young Elementary School in Burlington New Jersey, the kids are learning to love their country a little too much.. They chopped and screwed the spiritual "Jesus Loves the Little Children," and replaced the name of Jesus with Obama's: "He said red, yellow, black or white all are equal in his sight! Barack Hussein Obama." Let me ask you a question real quick. Does anyone have a problem with this socialist (listen to some of the lyrics) indoctrination foolishness? You cant say God in school or pledge allegiance to the flag but its ok to praise Obama? Homework Assignment: Write a report about what would have happened if it was George W. Bush they were singing about? Now I already know they would have executed Karl Rove for thinking it up, but what else would they have done? There are no comments for this entry. Click this link to read and leave comments |
