Monday, December 8, 2014

Ryanindaswamp / Man In Da Street



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Gotta tell Ya.

Ain't gonna lie.

I Love Da  K.
Da K got everythang. 

24/7 365
Tick to Tock

K coffee off da wire. 

Multiple roasts to choose from done up any way Ya Please.
You at the controls.

My favorite is The Dark Dark Roast Espresso.
Into the bottom of the empty extra large 24 oz. cup with six 3 in 1 espresso shotz.

Hit dat with a shot of sweat cream out da cool cool dispenser machine.

Then on to the 8 different packaged tea rack.
My Favorite is Green Tea.

Hang dat heaven off the side.
Over to the Hot Espresso Coffee machine.

Jacket pocket full of  the little rip back packs of Liquid Almond Joy Cream shotz.
Jump start dat sweet sweet tooth.

Old man out da door.

Gigantorous 24 OZ. cup off hot liquid beanz da way I like it.
For The Low Low Price of A Buck Sixty Nine.

Dollar Refills for as long as the Styrofoam lasts.
For dis frugal Old Man.
Bout a week.

Vast open space of the rolling desert.
Sky over hanging the only lite source.
Lighting up the wild wild terrain.
Rotating as it were in sync with the planetary
vibration thru Her Full rotating Moon Glow Presence.

While accenting this Astrological Dali' from above.
Trillions upon Trillions upon Trillions upon Trillions upon Trillions upon Trillions of Starz dance then in a nano stop and pose in their dramatic stance.

In the light show glory.

Cactus Flowers and floor droppings pick up this star and that star for it's very own lite source exclusive to that drop floral anomaly showing off Her Exclusive domain in what can 
only be explained in some Earth Floor Wanna Be Astrological Transformation.

Generations upon Generations even further back than that.
The over 80 foot Saguaro Cactus lets all know she is the three legged tower ascending sky high.

Her time manning Her specific post unable muster calculation.
Every Breed' Needles telling a specific historical story.

In the complete just right darkness.

Ground animals leave un seen tracks only identified by the sound from the weight of their small toe sharp toe nailed feet.

Mans steps are Purposeful.
Slow.
Deliberate.

Softly.
One after the Other.
Cadence perfect in every way.
One side to the other.

Thru the cactus path.

Havolinas
Wild.
Take their position.

Bark Screaming their joy of the nite.
There desert love free wild never ending.
For sure they own the nite.

Bobcat chases a Gopher.
Gopher plays off on his trick.
Bobcat pin precise movements thru the thick.
Gopher entices his pursuer.
Good luck with all B Cat.

Not to be out done.
Without a doubt on a pulse checking mission.

Ms. 4 Foot Wing Span Bold as Bold Eagle.
With precision The Blue Angels can only nod 
in awe and wonder.

Lady Eagle descends in an out the wild blue quicker than a lickety dive from the hundreds.
Precision on landing to a century plus old Acacia Salicina Willow Acacia branch 6 feet off of the ground.
4 feet directly bee line in my grill.

Tucks in her wings.
Slight nod to the left.
Eye Blink out the right.

Yeah.
Dats Right MuthuFucker. 

The dark dark skies begin to fade into a dazy haze.

Sol sends a greeting over the Eastern Mountains.

Lighting it the hell up Orange Glow Shade to Shade in then still there out letting you think it's not there as an ever expanding way up upper Atmospheric Grand Damn Drama.
One Time Only.
Dis Be It.
Sky Skape. 

Transportation arrives.
Her 38.000 Pounds of Livery Service ready to take Ya every and anywhere.

Then It Happenz.

It doesn't get any better than this.
Da Actual True To Life.
Real Deal.
What A Woman All Bout.

West Coast Gorgeous with that Slight just west of Da Freeway
South Central Slant.

Body By Fischer.
Cadillac Division.

Just the perfect somethin jiggle somethin shake da bang bam.
Built for comfort.
All Day long.

Current early morning temps in the cool cool wet desert low 40's.

Girl got nothin on but the Female stylish tight tight to go office ready got da boss ear to ear on dat horn dog smile.

Young Man feels inclined to start a comment anything anything.
Wind up.
Pitch on da way:

"It is very cold out there. Are you not freezing without a jacket"?

With an un expected sideways cross of a leg movement bringing her close on my left flank Girl responds to Young Dudes Yak:

"Oh. Really, it's very very nice out". 
In that Marlyn Monroe drawl. So soft. So... Hmmm Um Hmmm. 

"Last week it was much much colder. I could see my breath. You know. That kinda cold".
Never missin a beat.

Un Aware.
On way the far side and beyond any kind of my control.
Without even a slight scintilla of a warning. 

I turn to my close direct left complete zero.

Eye to Eye on this Da Real Deal Of Female Thang:

"You for sure are in need at all times of the constant very coolest of cool crisp cold air".

With an Oh Wow Smile
With a Simultaneous Eye Roll
Framing That Certain for Certain
Brace tight Cause It's Gonna Hit.

That Bad Girl
You Caught Me
I'll Most Likely Do It Again
Smile

Lips Do That Pout To Excitement
Roll Roll Tongue Tip Shake  
Quicker Than A Subliminal Left Corner Of The Screen
Caught For Sure Or ...

"Yeah
It takes a whole lot to cool me off
I always need to be cooled down".

Without a doubt.
Nothing to analyze. 
Girl Straight Up Woman Epitomized.

Then.
Whad Da Chance.

On Bus ride back.
Not to be in any way out down.

Crowded bus.
Old Man Occupying The Very End Of The Long 
Facing Sideways Bench.
Just A Sliver Of Room Less Than A Scoch.

On walks the bus a slender slim Rodeo Drive
In Her Floor Length Tight To The Skin
Black Slacks Just Slightly Touching Her
Real Deal Black Dance Shoes 

Slides Her Starlet Struck Perfect Body
Right Up And Against Me
Gyrates Her Solid Dance Hips
Slide Slide Just A Jiggle Shake
Somethin Somethin Down In Da Seat

Looks At me In An Ever Fast In Distress Looky Looks
Hands Me Over Her Ice Water in Her Clear Large
StarBucks Straw Ready Cup 

"Thank You.
I'll Just Situate".

"Not A Problem At All Young Lady.
My Actual Pleasure.
No worries"

"That Is So Very Kind Of You

"Where does your accent originate".

"Russiaaaa". 
Dwalred Out Ever So Soft. 
So Pronounced.

"What part of Russia"

"You Wouldn't Know".

"Minsk quite possibly"?

"Ohh. You Do Know Something of Something. No. Moscow."

In An Oh So Tantalizing Breath Of Voluptuous Whisper
As Only A Woman From Some Far Off Place Of Exotic Creatures Can and Will Pull Off.

Our saving grace from my side of da track:

"I'm way way Too Old For You".

On Her side:

"Oh. I Have A Boy Friend".

"Your Boy Friend Is One Very Fortunate Man". 

"Oh. Why"?

"Cause You Beautiful Girl".

"Oh. So Sweet. So Kind. Thank You".

Riding Da Bus.

Fifteen $ a month.
All day long.

While some where off in Texas.
You for sure shitten me.

One Hundred and Sixty One dollars.
$161.00

For that small amount of Stacks($)
You will receive the bragging rights of displaying across your 
ever widening cottage cheese laden fat ass.
The Isolated Slogan.

'1791'

But today only.
Never da fuck again.

Your one time chance America to own that slogan 
across your keester for the low low how low can He go 
price of only $100.00.

Today Only.

Grab Dat C-Note.
Hit Up Da Android.
Tell The Guy On The Opposite End Da Buck On Da Way.

George Washington is Jumping Twisting A Vertical Bop
In His Long Ago Forgotten Casket.

Hey.

Look.

No Problemo.

Dis Ghetto Born White Boy All For Piling Stacks($).

Bukoo.

Sky Da Fuck High.

An Actual Life Long.

My Hat Is Completely Off. 

On Da Ground.

Glenn Beck.

God Bless Ya Brother.

P.T. Barnum s Dead Dick Is So Fuckin Rock Hard In His 
Lost Long Ago Rotting Casket.

  BouncingOff The Termite Digested Wooden Walls

Of His Final Rest.
Reverberating To A Carney Cacophony.

"One Is Born Every Second". 

Conservative Talk Hoes Barking Out All Their Wares.
Just In Time For The Christmas Rush.

Here In Da Swamp.
Never to Be Out Done.

To You America.
The Always.
Rock Bottom Of Bottom Prices.

Absolutely Free.
Ongoing.
Never Ends.

An Offer To The World At Least In 34 Countries
Where This Insanity Is Read Daily.

The Bad Newz.

Americans The Only Qualifiers.
Free To Every Confirmed American Citizen.

Exclusively Yours America.

Your Un Alienable Rights.
Your Right To Elect.
Your Right To Control.
Your Right To Keep This Thang Called
The Land of The Free.
The Home of The Brave.

Upright
And
Floating.

So America.

You 33% of The Obese.
You 27% of Real real Fat.
The rest of you American Slouches Occupying all the 
sunken Couches.
Coast to Coast.

Lift those stationary ass' up off the broken springs.

Android and I-Phonez In Hand.

Bee Line to The Computer.

Hit Up All Da Congressmen and Women. 

Hit Up All Da Senators.

Tell Them To Do Their Damn Ass Jobs.
Or Their Corrupt Slanted ass' Are Gone Quicker Than 
A Nano Lickety.

No Mr. President Crack Head.

We Own Da Pen.
We Own Da Phone.

'We The People'
Did
Without
A Mother Fuckin
Doubt
Build 
All
Of 
Dis 
Bitches.

Time For Ya All To Going Diving Back Into You
Malignant Worm Holes.

We'll Take It From Here Bitches.

Don't Cost One Muthu Fuckin Thin Worn Dime
Off Da Hot Steaming Tarmac.

The Second Part Of This Freedom March.

Your Daily Rag.
Tell Cancel Da Subscription.

Your Cable Company.
Tell Em Ta Pick Up Da Boxes.

Satellite Companies.
Rip Dem Dishes Off Da Roof.

Unless Beginning Yesterday.
Da Slant.
Da Spin.
Da Lies.
Da Cheatz.
Da Laugh In Your Face Call Out Your Mamma.
Stops.

Da Whole Entire Muthu Fuckin Truth
Nothin But The Whole Entire Muthu Fuckin Truth

Or

All You Bought and Sold Lying Ass Bitch Hoes Iz Gone.
Off Da Ledge
Thru Da Window
Out Da Tube
Gone Sally Gone

Take your Prophesying Pontification
Ram It Multiple Mach Up Your Lying Ass'
And 
Hit Da Road Jack
Don't Ever Come Back No Moe No Moe

You Got Da Power America
You Got Da Pen
You Got Da Computers
You Got Da Phonez.

Shut Dis Bitch Down!

And
Pleeezeee

My Black Brothers and Sisters

Trust Me On Dis My Niggas

This NOT A Real Black Man 
Suburban Rich Kid 
and 
His Corrupt Criminal Cronies
DO NOT Have Your Black Backs

Get Ready To be Last In Line Now Behind
Your New Immigrant 
Speeky No English
5 Million New Neighbors.

Who with out a doubt will be piling a shitload
of new benefits Ya All Ain't never gonna see.

This first 5 million.
Tehh.
A toss in the illegal pile.
Expect 20 million by the time this impeachable dust settles.

This Calculated Equation Breaks Down To One Thing
and
One thing Only

VOTER BASE  

And Your Black backs Are The Foundation

Across The Nation.
Fucked Again My American Indian Brothers and Sisters.
Illegals more important than Ya All.

Yo
Al Sharpton
Faggot
Pay Your 10's of Millions In Taxes Yet My Pimpin Nigga.
Fuck You and Your Muthu Fuckin Hoe Ass Mamma.

Yo
Jesse
Dead Beat Jackson
Pay any money yet towards the Millions Upon Millions
of Un Paid Child Support On Your Magnitude Of Illegal Bastards Across America Yet Loser.

I Pay Child Support.
23 Years Now. 

I Damn sure takes care Of my Kidz.
Jesse Da Looser Jackson.
You Criminal Bitch.
Fuck you and Your Muthu Fuckin Hoe Ass Mamma.

Now. On To The World.

ISIS
Again.

Mis Guided Terrorist Bitches.
Ya Lookin For Me and My Brothers.
On My Turf.
Again.

Like Dis
Slaughter Ready Swine Eating Maggots.

20,800.00
That number represents the sum total of American Veterans in this country.

Were Dis Disgruntled
Pissed Off
Certified Crazy
Rollin Straight Up A and D. (Armed and Dangerous)
No Rules Of En Engagement Here
My Dirty Rag Wrapped Head
Camel After Birth Bitches.

We Dream About This Kinda Shit Bitches.
Oh Yeah ISIS

Bring Along Yo Hoe Ass Mammas.
We'll Pimp Em On Da South side

Better Yet
I'll Let My Marine Brother Explain Best.



U.S. Marine To IsIs Terrorists

We Are Armed To The Teeth

As I sit here constantly hearing and watching you execute innocent men, women and children in the Middle East I chuckle. Why do I chuckle you may ask? Well let me explain something to you cowardice fools who think you are so tough behind all your propaganda videos. You are scaring a population that doesn’t know how to fight, you’re bullying the weak . . .
You say Islam is the religion of peace, but since when does terrorizing the innocent and beheading men, women and children constitute peace? WTF? But keep in mind, what did Saddam’s troops do when we came rolling into town? They surrendered, twice… So all your empty threats of coming to America and raising your flag over the White House amuse me more than any of you sick, sadistic bastards could ever imagine or comprehend.
In 2012 there was about 21.2 million veterans in the United States. Do you understand what that means? Let me break it down for you. That means there are literally millions of disgruntled, dysfunctional, pissed off veterans who have been dealing with years of abuse from their government stabbing them in the backs and having to watch their friends die because you Islamic extremist idiots can’t seem to act like normal human beings and stop terrorism and the violence.
It’s one thing to take over an Islamic state, but if my memory serves me correctly, I’m pretty sure we plowed through Fallujah in 4 days. Better yet, it took us about month to control your entire country. At this point, with 13+ years of war under our belts, how long do you think it would take us to do it all over again? I’ll let you draw your own conclusions on that one. Do you really think you stand a chance on US soil? Do you really think it would be smart to poke that bear? Remember, never bite the hand that feeds you.
Remember we are armed to the teeth in the US and I can promise you this… the Geneva Conventions will not apply to you. You attack us and there will be no mercy. We will bring the righteous hand of God down upon you and crush you. The ball is in your court now ISIS. We are more than ready to arrange your so called “meeting” with your 72 virgins and send you to your “prophet” Mohamed.
– Nick Powers

Yeah.
The conclusion of another long ass day droppin peckz all
across the whores expansive sexy keyboard.

Ryan. Out.





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Sunday, December 7, 2014

Ryanindaswamp / Man In da Street



Droppin A Few Peckz  
Dis Gonna Be A Long One World 
Strap Your Selves In

"Where you been Ryan"?

"Here and There."

"Where and There"?

"Around".

"Around? Where?
Where do you take off to in these impulsive moments of Here and gone in a flash There"?

"Here and There".

"I hate you Ryan".

"Stand in line Girl.
And damn. 
Put on some clothes. 
You showin".

"I thought you like when I show".

"Girl. I love when you show. 
You been showin a long while now".

"Cause you been Here and There gone Old Man".

"No worries Girl. 
Just Pleeze. 
Cover up for now".

"I hate you Ryan. 
You anger me past my limits".

"You sound like my Daughter Baby Girl. 
She angry with me as well. 
Probably hates me too".

" Cause your just so bad Old Man.
You are for sure going to hell".

"Copy dat.
I'm already in hell.
Three medical doctors informed me a few years back:

"We have been practicing medicine an over combined 60 plus years.
You are by far the healthiest human we have ever examined.
You have the vitals of an eighteen year old.
And your going to live another 60 years".

"Lucky fuckin me.
For you see Girl I already reside in hell".

"I hate you Old Man. 
I'm never showin again"!

There have it.

Welcome back to Da Swamp World.

Where do I start?

Congratulations Republicans.
You pulled it off.
Control the Senate and the House.

Now.
As a collective exercise Ya All the most powerful Peep's working for us 'We The People'.

Your actions so far has instilled in me great confidence that as the Majority in both houses I see Ya All coming together high and low throughout the vast DC area.

From Men's Room stall to Men's Room stall.
As group effort.
Individually trying to locate your cellulite ass's.

Great job Schmucks.

As the likes of

Senator Rand Paul.

Ted Cruz.

Representative Rich Nugent.

And the rest of the Republican Young Guns stand alone left at the door of this government dance to be sold down the river by the rest of the reprehensible Go Along To Get Along Do Nothing Republican Party Idiots.

Boehner the Dault
and
McConnell The Do Nothing Mis Cretan
lead the Mens Room Stall Parade.

Locked in the oblivion of Government Mis Justice.

Mis Justice dealt out by the Nano to the Saps who comprise We The People'.

While over at the White House Prez Barry O. simultaneously hitz his Pyrex Glass Pipe while signing away new Executive Orders at a rate never before seen.

While Commie SDS Weathermen American Building Bombers and Cop Killers Supreme Bill 'The Coward' Ayers and Bernadine 'The God Awful Dog Ugly' Dorhn  pull on Baby Barack's Puppet Strings.

Val Jarret looks on with intense approval.

Over at The Kremlin.

V. Putin address's the final touches to his next upcoming New York Times interview and his Russian Day Parade down Central Park West starting at 77th Street.

Back in Chicago.

Michelle O. and her Shot Gun Riding Corrupt Thief David Axelrod Perpetrate more Criminal Actions in their over riding dominance in The Chicago Health Care System Due as a direct Result of the Penned By Convicted Felon Mr. Kraemer this countries infamous health care system Obama Care.

Nothing Wrong Here America.
Right?

Why am I not one bit surprised that Prez Barry O. is on the campaign to break local American Law Enforcements Back.

After all His former Roommate and Present Not Yet Brought To Justice COP KILLER Billy Boy 'The Pussy Ass Bitch' Ayers is on the puppeteer panel in the exclusive role as 3rd Master in the pulling Prez Barry O's strings.

Valery Jarret The Number One Puppeteer This Dance Of The Barack.

Let me clearly state that Da Swamp does not in any way what so ever support nor condone any:

Gang Violence

Gang Enterprise

Gang Criminal Actions.

Yes.
I do know gang Members representing:
Crips Eagles Kings and Some Others.

I do as well realize that at times and quite possibly readers of this Worldwide insanity forget the second part of this blogs title:
'Man In Da Street'

I meet all kinds of folk on a daily basis.

The vast large majority are always kind and polite to me.
As well everyone of their stories are unique and interesting in every way.

People literally stop me to chat. Never met them before.
On the bus.
All over Da Place.

A life long.
At times.
Completely off da wire regarding what the Peep's are Yakking.

Ferguson.
New York City.
'Poe'.

My preface is such.

I'm a White Boy from Da Hood.
Black People have been a very Major part of my life.
Black Folk have always had this small skinny kidz back.

Now a skinny Lil OldMan.
nothing has changed.

In Da Street.
On Da Bus.

Black Folk and I always comfortable engaging.
Actually same with all type of People.
Just happens.

Ferguson.
'Poe' more than is in the absolute right.
For what ever reason.
Kid got stupid.
Real Damn Stupid.
Cost him his life.

New York City.
'Poe' out of line.
Way under trained.
Complete mis handling of the entire situation on that the 30th in Da Street confrontation with Mr. Garner.

On Mr. Garner' part.
For myself.

After the third encounter.
I would have taken the buyers names and offered home or office delivery and move forward with a real viable business plan regarding an illegitimate business.

That's just me.
Business Man and extreme Piler of Stacks($) Bukoo.

In America.

The unfortunate fact of the matter is that Black Folk will be pulled over on a one to ten scale eight times more that a White Person.
I'll just leave it all at that.

All that said.

I personally.
Back.
All.
Local Police One Hundred Bustillion Percent.

I Love 'Poe'.

Then again.
I'm a Good Boy.
I do not break any laws.
That's just me.

My entire driving experience.
Since 16 years old.

Two moving violations.

One at 16 years of age.
The other at 35 years of age.

Just a small infraction down Miami' Freeway I95.
Only 165 miles an hour over the speed limit.
Highway Patrol actually had two Ghetto Birds in the lanes. (Helicopters)

In my defense.

I was giving a man a test drive in my Wiesbaden Germany Built and Modified Porsche 911 Duel Turbo 750 Horse Power
Ride.

Honestly.
There were still many MPH' left in Da Tank so to speak.

Talk about gunz drawn.
I surely digress.

'Poe'
Without a doubt is by far the toughest gang on Da Street.
In Da City.

Any Real Hood Thug will agree with me.

Of all the jobs in the world.

'Poe' has by far the most Thankless.
The most Dangerous.
By far the Most Under Paid.

Ya All Answer A Domestic Violence Call.
Let Me Know How All That Works Out For You.

So Bought and Sold.

White House Directed.

White House Commanded.

Lying Hoe Bitch Media.

The very next time.
You are Mugged and Robbed in Da Street.

Your Lying Hoe Bitch Ass' are involved in a Near Fatal Car Crash.

Three Time Convicted Criminals.
Kick Down Your Front Door.
Go About raping Your Wife and Daughters.
Sodomizing Your Sons.
Cutting you up into Little Filets to be sold to My Mexican Friends on Da South Side for their Pit Bull Sustenance Program.

DO NOT CALL 'Poe'.
You on your own.
Let me know how all that works out for you.

Bought and Sold Hoes.

Speaking of Bought and Sold Hoes.

Rachel Maddow.

And My Not A Bought and Sold Hoe.
My Irish Dawg.
Sean Hannity.

I sincerely believe Ya All are involved in a Spit Drooling Down Their Lip Media Competition.

For Real Ya All.
I see serious internal gaskets coming completely un done.

Damn.
Slow It Down Studz.

Oh.
Rachel Maddow iz a Guy. 
Woman. 
Woman. 
Guy?

Whatever.
Ya get the vapor drift.

Ahh.
Before I forget.

I caught an interview of a Great Author.
Former 20 year CBS Investigative Reporter:
Sheryl Attkinsonn.

Rush Limbough.
Joe Pags.
Respectively.

Ms. Attkinsonn spoke of composing certain stories regarding certain subject matter.
Her computer screen is literally taken over.

I have been writing about this phenomenon here in Da Swamp for over the last three years.

I relate to these paranoid White House Commie Intruders as;

'The Hakin Gay Government White Boyz'.

So much for the fame less.
That would be me of course.

Regarding 'The Hakin Gay Government White Boyz'.

These precision lacking Idiots are the most intrusive when I am writing about Commie American Terrorist SDS Weathermen Bomber of American Government Buildings Small Dick White Boy Himself Pussy Ass Bitch Billy Boy Ayers and His Dog Ugly Fell On Her Face Cess Pool Bomb Building Bitch Extraordinaire Bernadine Dorhn.

Sorry Dawgs.

A little over 2 and a half years ago.
I had actually written my last blog.
That was back in the WordPress Dot Com Dayz.

I was going on the road the very next day OTR Truck Driver.
I stopped by a friends house to test run 3 links.

I hit the 1st link.
Went to the page.
All the graphics were in the right place.
What was missing was the Word Content to that particular article.

I hit the 2cd link.
It went to a Cooking Blog?

I hit the 3rd link.
Instead of the actual link what had taken it's place were these words:

"Narley Dude.
You Been 404'ed.
Surfing is a very rough sport.
You are now lost in very dangerous seas.
We.
Have 3 suggestions.

1) Hit The Back Space Button

2) Went To The Cooking Blog

3) Punt

Being the hard headed Marine I am.
I punted.

Closely following that in some what of a direct line of occurrence.
There were 3 attempts on my life.

TPD arrested the first two.

Regarding the 3rd.

I was told that they could not do anything about that person.
That quite possibly I wanted to start blogging about different subject matter.
A whole lot different.

Not very long after all that 325 blogs vanished into the thin on WordPress Dot Com.

I have written more than a few times about when I returned home from two tours of duty in the rice paddies of death.

I dis embarked a Pan Am flight in San Francisco International Airport.

I was pelted with eggs and tomatoes completely destroying my Marine Dress Blues by Scum Bag Hippie Ass Holes as these Rich Suburban Mal Content Kidz screamed 'Baby Killer. Women Killer at me.

Every day on the beach and in the city of L.A.
I was physically attacked by these Stinky Mammas Boyz and Girlz for the simple fact that I would not grow my hair as long their Lice Infected Follicles.

To state that I completely Fucked Up Dirty Hippie Ass is a Cyclopean Understatement.

I re enlisted instead for another 14 years.

Yeah Rush Limbough.
Caught a small part of your show last week.
I heard you commercial break show come on spot.

Yeah.
For sure.
Those same violent Hippie Assholes are running this country.

Thanks for the read Dude.
For real.
Appreciate your walk through Da Swamp My Man.

Same goes for you Levin and the rest.
Very much appreciated.

Most importantly.

To my Vietnam Military Brother Tim.
Thanks for shearing your tears with me Brother and allowing me to unleash some of my own.

Yeah.
I for sure feel Ya My Army Brother.
It was fuckin hard.

And regarding your Artillery Designated M.O.S.
I Do Not Know No How Many Of Our Own You Took Out With Your Artillery.  

Hopefully for the both of us we will never know.

Damn For Sure.
We will Never Ever Forget.

Our Real Fuckin Crime In All That as it were.

We Answered The Call.
The MuthuFuckin Call.

Our lives changed and transcended to an existence never to be returned from.

Lips forever pulled over our heads to the bottoms oof our feet.

Yeah Brother I agree.
I didn't much enjoy smokin Charley either.

We Did Not Run Like The Suburban Rich Kid Mamma Boyz. Hippies.

President George Bush.
Daddy got his ass out da war.
Another Cocaine Cowboy President.

No Brother Timothy.
We Served Our Country.
We Answered The Call.

I Feel You Brother.
Deep Da Fuck Down.
Right Through To My Cellulose Drippin Bonez.
Love You Brother.

Fuckin Tears On Da Fuckin Key Board.

I'm Done.

Ryan. Out.













Oh Yeah.
Before I forget.
I Do Not Hate Christians.

I Hate Haters.

Ashy Boy.
Barry O's 4th New Defense Department Head.
Finally Barry O has His own Academia Lap Dog.

Cocaine Smokin Barry O. finally has Da Right Boy For the job.
I see many nights of engaged Cocaine Smokin between the two.