Don Sterling.
My Man.
You how Old?
Cause I gotta tell Ya Sir, you have to own seniority shares in both Ciallis and Viagra.
One can only hope.
Like Dis Stud.
You running and rippin with a young Hoe.
Young enough to be your Grandchild.
Hoe a Hoe.
For sure.
Hoes bring a whole hellava lot of drama.
By the city cesspool full.
In your case, serious, treacherous drama.
I mean.
I would ask you if hittin dat pussy was good.
But honestly Sir, I don't think you would know the difference.
If all that was not enough.
You dealing with every White Boyz Fear.
This Author excluded of course.
Your Girl Bangin A Brother.
Trust me America.
I'm being real kind.
Seemingly Mr. Sterling, you got your White Boy ass hooked up with a real UF Hoe.
Good luck with all that Donnie Boy.
Movin On.
"Knock Knock".
"Who's there"?
"Cable T.V. Tech".
"I didn't order cable. I have satellite".
"Knock Knock".
"Who's there"?
"Yellow Cab".
"I didn't call for a cab".
"Knock Knock".
"Who's there"?
"Domino's Pizza".
"I didn't order any pizza".
"Knock Knock".
"Who's there"?
"United States Federal Government".
"I'm Fucked".
For myself.
Every time I hear
'Prez',
Harry 'Da Lying Hoe' Reid,
Nancy 'Lying Nasty Stretch Face' Pelosi,
Jay 'Wouldn't Know Da Truth If It Bit Him In His Ass' Carney,
I am cross dimensionally catapulted, F16 jet thrust back to the 1990's SNL skit 'Land Shark'
For all you Americans that believe these Lying Hoe's.
I have a 4 tier
5 lane each side
Bridge
Spanning 33 miles over a crystal blue river running thru The Sonora Desert.
Special Deal.
Today Only.
If You Call Today.
I'll throw in 7 Aliens.
Courtesy of Bill Clinton.
For Real America.
To my fellow Tucsonians.
God Bless Ya All.
"Hey Ryan, I just love your blog. So do all my friends. You write so very nice. But Ryan. It's just that foul mouth diversion that you at times go into at great lengths. I know more people here in town would read you, if you could just scale back that bad language thing".
I hear Ya All.
I'll bring this foul mouth thang up at the next Swamp board meeting.
Just hold your breath.
I'll get back to you.
For the rest of you, Tucson, Az. is a Major Left Wing Commie Bastion.
Or.
In My Best Possible Language.
A Major American Shit Hole.
This is the exact reason Tucson, Az. is going broke.
Very Rapidly.
In fact broke, would be a major improvement
But not to fail.
If you are a convicted felon, this is the place to be.
Benefits from free housing, to food stamps and everything in between.
Commit crime after crime after crime after crime.
Get out Da Joint.
Head to Tucson.
Crooked attorneys lined city limit to city limits.
Here to get you all the SSI Benefits They Can Steal From The U.S. Government.
Welcome to 'Prez's' voter base.
While American Veterans Collapse and Die In Da Street.
Daily.
Just Gotta Love It.
General Motors.
The poster boy for Inefficiently Managed, Directed and Operated Business's on the Government dole.
The driving power behind this miserable failure is none other than American Unions. These idiots can not even order the right parts, nor install them properly, while the more than poorly educated workers enjoy hourly salaries, benefits and options that should only be for hard working regular American workers.
Ford Motor Company.
Doing just A O.K.
Volkswagen said Bye Bye Unions.
Have a nice day.
We'll take it from here.
Toyota.
Doing just fine.
No thank you unions.
And the Articulate Union Spokesman Himself.
Fat Wop.
Jimmi 'If I Had A Real Brain' Hoffa.
Living off his dead, corrupt father's legacy.
Cussing up a storm.
“Let’s take these sons of bitches out and give America back"!
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You Fat Wop Bitch.
Bring Your Big Fat, Ugly Dago Self Down Here To Da Desert.
I've got some real Irish Love For Ya.
Bitch.
Oh Yeah.
Fuck Your Hoe Mamma.
On Da Home Front.
Word on Da Street Iz Dat Ryan In Da Swamp In Da Desert, is rumored to be pullin outta the desert.
Seemingly.
Somehow.
TBGNS (The Beautiful Girl Next Store)
Catches wind of this upcoming great escape.
Without any reserve what so ever.
TBGNS
Informs me as she briefed me regarding my Sunday Iggy Da Dog detail, that if I'm going, she's going with.
That she is not living anywhere that does not include me living next store to her.
TBGNS Informs me;
"Where ever you go Ryan. I go".
Dats Right.
Girl tells me to jump.
At sky high altitude.
I'm screaming, "How High Girl"?
There Ya have it.
For real.
On every level.
Damn Lucky Ass Fuckin Me.
Drama Up Close and Personal.
21:37 Hours. 2014.19.05
Gettin ready to call it a day, I hear sirens off the wire. Then that all too familiar drone down, whoop whoop whoop of said sirens.
I open my door.
Across the street at another complex 5 Police Cruisers, 2 Fire Trucks, 1 Bomb Squad Van. And a whole lot of pandemonium.
Across the street, drama draped disaster off da wire.
More Poe On Da Scene.
Complex locked down.
Myself and my neighbors grabbin major gawk time at the ensuing scene across the street.
I grab a just rolled cigarette, head out the door. Position myself at the end of my property next to the pool.
Come to find out that in one of the units across the street, Dude pulls up in a car.
Parks in front of a unit.
Walks to the door.
Knocks.
Man opens the door.
Blam Blam Blam.
One round catches man in the leg.
Shooter gets back in his car.
Drives away.
Story goes.
Seemingly, Shooters Girl up in da crib with the just shot White Male.
So much for her cheating heart.
For real.
Dis Da Wild Wild West.
Guess Hoe won't be cheating on her man any time soon.
Chalk this one up to Lessons Learned Hard.
Real Hard.
Just goes back to a Hoe, a Hoe.
Actually not much more newz regarding this shooting.
Not to worry world.
Two, that's 2, bodies found in various ditches here in Tucson over the last 4 dayz.
Actually, according to these stories, there seems to be a bunch of shootings and bodies all over the place here in this tiny desert MayBerry.
Now add into the equation, Tucson Police are down 300 Patrol Officers.
No hiring of more Patrol Officers in sight.
Several retiring Rank, with no replacements on the horizon.
And crime, vicious, brutal crime growing by the ton. Daily.
Yeah.
Da West Side.
Peep's for sure not playin.
Welcome to the new Detroit.
Ryan On Da Run.
See Ya Desert.
Damn sure don't wanna be ya.
The battle rages on.
Satan.
The Toxic Cesspool Scum Bag Rat on a roll.
Kickin Ass.
Not even bothering taking names at this point.
He knows for sure his dayz are numbered.
Attacks on the Righteous at all time highs.
For this Author.
Daily.
Over and Over and Over Again.
In The Name Of Jesus Christ.
My Beautiful.
My Beloved.
My Only Lord and Savior.
Satan.
I Rebuke You.
All Your Evil/Wicked Mindless Hi-Jinks.
All Your Insanity.
All Your Noisem Pestilence That Crawls By The Darkness and Flies By Day Light.
I Cast You Satan Into The Bottomless Pit Of Fire For A Thousand Years.
IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST.
IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST.
IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST.
THE BLOOD OF JESUS CHRIST FLOWS THROUGH ME.
Over and Over and Over Again.
Second To Nano Second.
Tick To Tock.
24/7 365 and Beyond.
Ryan. Out.
Oh.
Almost Forgot.
Big Fat Swamp Love Shout Out To My New Readers In;
Lithuania
Hungary
United Arab Emirates
Da Swamp Blowin Up.
World Wide.
Cha All Da Beautiful Best.
Thank Ya All So So Very Much
God Bless Ya All
Who Ever Ya All's Beautiful God Is.
Some More Of My Favorite Music
I actually owned the following album.
Talk About Mind Blowin.
Roland Kirk In This Rendition Had 7 Saxaphones Strapped Around His Neck.
Sorry Ol Blue Eyes(Frank Sinatra) Cha All Ain't Got Nothin On Dis.
Oh Yeah. Roland Is Blind.
My oldest Sister helpin my Momz clear out the basement while I was doing my best to stay alive in some far flung jungle worlds away threw this collector album out.
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Roy Haynes Quartet featuring Roland Kirk - Fly Me to the Moon
Roy Haynes Quartet featuring Roland Kirk - Fly Me to the Moon (In Other Words) (1962) Personnel: Roland Kirk (tenor sax, ...
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John Coltrane My Favorite Things (1961) [Full album]
My Favorite Things is the seventh album by jazz musician John Coltrane, released in 1961 on Atlantic Records,
2:42
Aretha Franklin - Chain Of Fools Live (1968)
The Queen doing her thang. Enjoy No Copyright intended.
