My reputation

You know what I’d really like?

Some time to work on some new stories. And poems. And maybe even some laundry. And that bottle of Knob Creek in my liquor cabinet that is laughing at me. K-Fed brought it when he rolled through in February.

Fucking February.

I am in serous danger of loosing my ghetto pass. BGR threatened to come show me who’s man.

Damn.

I don’t need this. Not on my watch. Fucking bottle must die.

I’ve my reputation to consider…

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

10 thoughts on “My reputation

  1. If you can remember when:
    1)”La Di Da Di” was scandalous
    2) When Run DMC caught flack for calling their second album “King of Rock”
    3) Michael Jackson was black
    4) A mixtape was an actual cassette

    And if you can complete these lyrics, “Don’t Push Me, ‘Cause I’m Close to the Edge…”

    You keeps it real, my brotha.

  2. “Because cyclists are more criminal than skateboarders and in-line skaters.”

    Marrock, et al-

    Not more criminal, per se, just criminal in more places. Ride on.

    Mikey