ahoy matey....Fresh is on all the barbies...secure the tits...salvage whateva whores thou shall find...and we shall forever remain victorious in the eyes of our queen of miami...gather the crew...we will embark on new journeys to the world over yonder....to washington street...to ocean drive...to where the women remain stiff in their busom and the young women stay propositioning for a dead mans treasure chest....argh!!
nobody told me when i got to miami it would be like pirates of the carribean and i would be johnny depp...the man of a thousand faces...i know u've seen him in countless movies...and thats why i championed myself as always in a way i can...to be able to fall in the acute sense of always becoming the perfect chameleon to overcome and conquer all obstacles ....
my life thus far has been as accurate as the game battleship , or maybe as self inducing as a game of monopoly , or wait - better yet more like when u lose the remote controller and u can swear its in the sofa....but u just dont find it...
miami has done that to me...all that and thensome...to basically reiterate , i havent been egg-zactly accurate as to how my life follows....it usually went in some form of pattern and to truly show u exactly what i mean i will introduce - drumroll please - a tale of two tapes ...ok ill spare the saltiness....
in ny-city (hadda say city cause u fools dont understand what its like livin in one...) my life had too much of a pattern...sorta like the 1970's when everyone wore PLAID , or like my icon Mike Tyson always INTIMIDATIN everyone , or me for example like how i always take long to cum ( not unless u know my sweet spot ) but when i do its all chunky clear and very white and im not talkin about the toothpaste...
ive learned the more i shut up the more LAID ive gotten and MYSTERIOUS ive been...kinda places me next to batman and all the cool weird superheroes like him....now the contrary...the more i open up my fat ass mouth ( to eat pussy with , jus kiddin - but it was great for laughs, ima start getting serious...breathe! ) the virtual reality ride called Fresh opens up and with all stories drawn to end short , by me of course my life tends to borderline only what i call MAGIC....
no but please stay....stay....no the show isnt over....i was just about to explain the level of MAGIC im talkin about...its a double edged sword really....i cant dwelve into it completely....but like how at the end of every David Copperfield special whether u saw him walking thru walls or looking mighty Arabic ( maybe Copperfield hid Bin Laden ? - in the bermuda triangle ) u always wondered how the hell did he do that trick....
MY biggest guess is everyones life is special....and when u take someone as MAGICAL as yourself ( or ME ) and throw them into a mix then my friends....well....uve got yaself 1 fine story....
This blog is dedicated to the loving memory of..........im jus kiddin...no really its dedicated to someone and its for that someone that believes in that what i believe in , SHE believes in 2....with every word....every step....u come to your goals....and u never think bad...cause u make your own decisions...and everything in life is a LESSON......you feel so much better as a person when u can stop expecting people to be the way u have always wanted them to be....you can feel so much better when u give up hope .
p.s - i havent updated my blog....ive had writers block...but that will all change soon....drastic measures prove to have drastic changes....see u soon...EZ....
p.p.s - to all my ny-ers visit me in south beach....this year...fools! lol...1 hundred