For Sure Old Man Trippin
I want to take a sec here to disclaim.
France.
Ya All Da Beautiful Best.
La France Ya Da Beau Le mieux. Blowin Cela Enfer Da En haut Ici Dans Marais de Da. Aimez Votre Pays. Aimez vos Femmes. De temps en temps. Da le vieux Droit Trippin. Dieu Bénissent Ya Tout.
Germany.
Ya All Da Beautiful Best.
Yo. Deutschland. Ya Alle Da schön am Besten. Liebe ihre Autos. Einige verdammt Ass Transportunternehmen. Ihre Frauen aus da Kabel.Yeah. Ya Alle geräuchert 6 Mio. Euro für meine jüdischen Brüder und Schwestern. Scheiße passiert. Wir gerade. Plus Ya Alle Blow It Up In Da Swamp. Vielen Dank.Es einfach Licht.
So Ryan. Where da hell Ya going with all this damn ass preface.
Like Dis.
Trippin into some side of this Blogger Google + Thang.
I ran up on this old blog that I am going to copy and paste up here today.
To say that I ran some hostile Yak on the Mac side of things regarding Germany and France is a monumental
understatement.
Fact is Germany and France blows it da fuck up here in Da swamp.
My Bad France.
My Bad Germany.
My daughter Baby Girl informed me back in 2009 that I was in fact loosing my mind.
So blame the following on severe mental dyslexia.
So here Ya have it.
As well I composed this blog back in July in the desert.
Temps daily hitting 110 plus.
Yeah.
Old Man Can Cop A Plea With The Best Of Them.
LOL.
Saturday, July 26, 2014
Ryanindaswamp / Man In Da Street
Swamp Saturday Op-Ed
Keepin It A Hundred Percent
I Feel
At Times
Compelled
To Well...
More or less cop a plea.
These Lickety Clicks take place several hours
Days
Later while kickin it with my Homie.
An out Da Blue Epiphany if you will.
As my Dawg Manipulates Baby Mamma some 3000 plus miles away.
Baby Girl trippin.
I am lost in some sea of oblivion counter stepping the last 24 and on.
Then it happens.
I pick up an Android.
I read what I had written.
Honestly.
I haven't anything less than a fraction of a brief inkling.
What I had in the first place written.
As well.
When I am actually in the moment of dropping a few pecks in the authoring of this story or that.
I haven't one bit of a damn clue what I am actually at whatever point writing.
For sure.
Ten minutes after I walk away from whatever computer I just raped for all her
dancing pecks along her ever so sexy wide keyboard.
I couldn't tell Ya what I had just laid down on the screen.
I will say that what is about to transpire on this screen in a
skinny minute is not any of the above.
Todays words are deeply embedded in my mind.
Chillin with my Dawg Bobby.
We yak.
Shit comes up.
Da world.
Just what it iz.
Yeah.
You damn sure seeing what you seeing Martha.
Nothing to ponder.
For sure nothing to figure out.
Action.
Reaction.
As always Bobbies Philosophical aspect on this thang
called life iz direct on da nail.
"Like dis my Nigger.
Jus God.
Straight up.
The deal been pre destined before we sucked that first whiff of air.
Got no choice Dawg."
There Ya have it.
My Dawg summed it up.
In the final analysis the constant Eb and Flow of all relentless desire with out any conscious provocation related to keeping it one hundred percent inevitably at some point piss's someone off.
Oh well.
Dats Awaight.
What it iz all bout.
A lightening bolt so the fuck large the science community has not
even begun to calibrate this beast.
Travelin at ten fold multiple mach up the crack of your ass.
Until.
Slam Bam Da Fuck Whammo.
The lightening bolt of Truth slams directly
on target hitting the base of your spine.
Lighting you the fuck up.
You b awaight.
For sure.
Damn enlightened
Yeah.
I'm droppin a peck.
I just finished reading the Wall Street Journal here at
the Foothills Library.
Germany iz up to their Racially Driven Hate and Murder.
Yet.
Again.
Thingz are not much better in the Fag country of France.
Damn.
Those people stink.
Nasty ass people the French.
Small Dick White Boyz all up in arms regarding my Jewish Brothers and Sisters.
Kinda like they were all up in Nazi arms regarding my Muslim Brothers and Sisters
A few years back.
I ain't gonna lie.
Ya All build some sweet carz.
Porches.
Mercedes.
I have owned quite a few of both.
France.
Ya All don't build a thing except for of course stench crazed citizens.
Ya All stink to high hell.
As well a bunch of Candy Ass Bitches.
When it comes to building hate driven death by the millions
Germany.
Ya All on the job.
Hate and Prejudice seems to accompany Small Dick White Boyz.
Especially Small Dick German White Boyz.
I as well know that I have a substantial German Audience.
Thank You Germany.
Thang iz.
Swamp don't do hate.
Any Type of Hate.
In essence Germany.
Fuck You.
Fuck Your Fat Ass MuthuFuckin Mamma.
Get The Fuck Off My Blog.
Now.
Today.
(It Is At This Point Germany I Beg Ya All To Refer Up To The Beginning Of This Blog For The Disclaimer. My Bad. LOL)
Regarding France.
For that matter.
Fuck you too France.
Stay Da Fuck off my Blog.
Fuck your Stank Hole Fat Ass French Mamma.
(It Is At This Point France I Beg Ya All To Refer Up To The Beginning Of This Blog For The Disclaimer. My Bad. LOL)
The rest of Europe.
If all this offends you.
Fuck You Too.
Like Dis.
We West Side.
West Side Till We Die.
Ya All Can't Hang Cause Ya All Clickety Clan.
Your Hate Permeates Across The Entire MutuFuckin Globe.
Fuck you.
We West Side For Life.
Take Your Candy Ass Little Small Dick Selves Da Fuck Outta Here
See Ya Germany.
(Jus Jokin. Bad Bad Crazy Old Man. Don't Go. Swamp Love Ya All. LOL)
Jus A Lil Cali Representation
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Californication [Official Music Video]
Rest
Of
Da World.
Better Know The Dress Code.
The
B's
And
The
C's.
Stay Blue
Ya All Ain't Blue.
Ya All Ain't True.
FEEL ME?
SO FAR?
Going out on limb.
Way out on a limb.
The Obama Administration is drawing up plans for a new American National Anthem.
The Administration just about has all the kinks worked out.
This information is brought to you by Da Swamps Inside The Inside.
The New American Anthem.
Stand By.
This has been a Swamp Editorial.
Just A Brief Side Note.
Da Swamp.
In The Last Hour.
Picked Up Another Country.
Yo. Chào mừng trên tàu Việt Nam. Damnnnn. Nói về thổi tâm trí của tôi. Chắc chắn Ya tất cả The Most Beutiful tốt nhất. Cầu chúa phù hộ cho bạn. Cảm ơn bạn cho chuyến đi của bạn vào Da đầm lầy.
God Bless You Vietnam.
Thank You For The Read.
Oh Yeah.
Regarding Comments.
Gettin Close To Hittin Da 6000 Mark.
Thang Iz.
Regarding All This Social Media Interaction.
I'm The Dummy At The Door.
Haven't A Clue Regarding Gettin Back To Ya All.
Forget The Fact That I Am Not Even Able To Access All These Hit Backs.
So.
To Get On Through To Da Old Man:
psapatriot@gmail.com
Or
ryanindaswamp@hotmail.com
Ryan. Out.
"OMG Ryan. They Are For Sure Going To Lock You Up".
"It's bad? I can't Say It?"
"Ryannn. Baby Girl Was right. You Are For Sure Loosing Your Mind. Honestly Ryan. You've Just Lost it".
"Damn V. I Was Just Playin. Whats Wrong With representing? After All We Are 29th & Crenshaw. South Central L.A. ".
"Ryannnn. How Old Are You?"
"Westtttttttttt Sideeeeeee. Till We Die".
"OMG!!!"
The
Vivaciously Gorgeous
Veronica Lake
Out The Authors Front Door
Damn. Who Dat Be?
Damn. Dis Shit Gettin Too Personal
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