Ryanindasamp / Man In Da Street

White Trash Tuesday


"Hey Ryan".

"Hey V..., Damn Veronica, you lookin West Coast Gorgeous Girl. On Da Prowl. Wow".

"Thank You Ryan".

"People out in the world haven't a clue how beautiful and ageless you are.
Damnnn.
High top girly girl workin it boots.
Man o Man.
Short shorty Dukes.
Leather look at me Tuff Girl skin tight jacket,.
You need to be strappin that Glock 37 and your set is complete".

"Damn Ryan. You better not get up from that chair for awhile White Boy. You look like you needing a whole lotta relief".

"Phew. For real V. You gotta stop. You making me crazy".

"Just walk Dat Thang on over next store. GNS be happy to take care of that thang for you.
That love thang".

"Yeah. Right. So hows the Doc"?

"Doctor Johnathon Blaisdale"?

"No V. Doctor Go Fuck Yourself".

"Ryan. Thats horrible. Johnathon has been a reader of yours since jump. He loves your writing".

"Yeah. Maybe Doctor Blaisdickless wants to suck my long fat dick".

"Ryannn. You are horrible. Really Ryan.
Your growing worse by the day. I suggest you find somewhere to park your long fat one.
For at least a month. Cause Ryan you have a serious case of
White Matter Sticky Overload".

"V. Stop. I'm not in the mood. Your pissing me off. I have a blog to write".

"Ohhh. Poor Baby Boy Ryan. Wah. Wah. Wah. I have a blog to write. Your jealous you Old Jar Head. Really...".

"Yeah.
Maybe you need to get the fuck out of my face and go see Doctor Blaisdaleblowjob
at his crib on da mountain in Sedona. Just Go V.".

"Ryan. You so cute.
I love you so much forever.
I'm sorry Ryan. I know you stressing.
Youngest has you all wound up like a Miami Cartier Roadmaster".

"I know V.
Shit killing me.
Can we just get down to bidnezz.
Really Veronica I just wanna write. Don't even care about stacks($) today".

"Why don't you tell the people in reader land, all 33 of them about how you make money online".

"I think I mentioned that before.
I should put a link up here;
www.workathomenoscams.com/‎.
I only hope that the link hookup works once I publish today's blog".

"Need anything from The K Baby Boy"?

"No V.
Already hit DeLish. 4 boxes of all kinda 'Nips' Caramel and Orange Trident.
Thanks Baby. Be Safe. See Ya In A Minute".

"Back In A Flash. I walk safe".
Veronica lifts her black tight leather little jacket exposing her G37.(For my single lingual readers, G37 defined. Glock 45 cal. Yeah V. Girl strapping heavy.)

And 2Pac plays on. "Hit Em Up Dirty".
Yeah.
WestSide.
You Bad.
Bring it Bitch.
I fucked Your girl.
Nothing But A Gansta Party.
Grab Your Glock When see Ya 2Pac.
Call Da Cops When U See 2Pac.
Thug Living Outta Prison.
5 Shots Couldn't Drop Me.
California Love.
Da WestSide.
The Wild Wild West.
Can't even be touched by Eliot Ness.

Out here in the west people for sure not playin.
People ready to throw-down.
Come and take it.

For real do not tell me where the hell my cattle can graze and where they can't.
Cause straight up Wyatt Earp, You Think you Da One.
Give it a shot Bitch.

Then Ya Got White Boyz Black Men.

President Husein.

Eric Da Bitch Holder.
Nothing but Haters.
Little Dick Rich Boyz.

Smokin Hard, Suckin Dick. Right Mr. President?
Got your AG(Wanna Be Always Gangster)Holder backing up your Faggot Ass.

Dats Awight.
Every Thug Got His Back Up.

And America,.
Ya Pathetic Ass Holes.

Gotta Think about it?

Think about what?

The Communist Islam taken over of your country.
The Hate being spread by your Faggot Coke Smokin President.

For real, all you middle age White Hag Hoe's with Obama stickers on your Hondas and Prius'.
Don't come runnin to me when my Nigga's raping you a new one.

Raised in halls of the wealthy.
Lifetime of just wanting to be cool.
Bangin my Niggas so you can say you did at all the political rallies.

Democrats keepin my Niggas in the Ghetto for their greedy pathetic votes.
Promising the world while Niggas right and left loose all their rights up in the penitentiary while tryin to make a living because the Gangster Teachers Union and their Faggot Fat Boy, Criminal  Jimmy 'The Dick Suckin Faggot' Hoffa can't teach a monkey to piss.

The last lost drop of his Popz polluted sperm ejection found your Mammas fat toxic pussy.
Fuck you Hoffa Da Bitch.
Got a problem Wit Dat Bitch.
Bring it WestSide here to the desert.
Bitch.
Fuck You Hoffa You Criminal Daigo Bitch.
Fuck Your Fat Wop Mamma Too.

Feel Me?"
So Far?"

Obama and Holder up there preaching Hate and Racism.
News flash Bitches.
Ya All the only Haters up in da set.
Your dividers supreme.
Fuck your hating selves.
And fuck your Mammas to.

America.
You put these people in power.
Twice.
You did this America, while daily, by the second, my Marines and Military Brothers die by the dozens just so your pathetic Fat Grease Monkey Ass's can defecate and urinate on all that is pure and holly.
Believing all the lies by the nano.
Flyin dis flag or dat.
Fuck You.

I Fly One Flag.
One Flag Only.
Dey Call Her Ol Glory.
My Sacrad Red White and Blue.
Die For You.

Damn Sure Ain't Playin.

Now. On To The World.

The White House Design team has been commissioned by The President to come up with a new logo for the Oval Office.

Of course the lettering will be18 caret gold.
10 inches in height.
Five inches in width will represent what really defines this President.
Great and Good as he is.
Some will tell you he the actual second coming.

At any rate the big question in all this is where to place the new Avant Gard lettering.
Above or below the current lettering spelling Oval Office.
The President of course will be holding a politically tuned press conference for the presentation.
Myself not being an artist I will try to duplicate the new sign.

Stand By Pleeze.

PUTINS BITCH

Feel Me?
So Far?
America.

Regarding The Ukraine.
What part of The Ukraine are you not clear on America.
Might I remind Ya All that Obama gettin back to Putin.
After the election.
One Commie to another.
And Ukraine burns In Da Street.
People.
G.O.D's creations die for freedom that is their GOD GIVEN RIGHT.
Not The Right Of Some Pipe Smokin Faggot Named Vladdy Boy.

THE EARTH IS THE LAND OF THE FREE.
NOT THE LAND OF THE PRIVILEGED AND POWERED.

For real world.
When is enough enough?
Politicians this.
Politicians that.
Fuck all da politicians.
What has happened to all the leaders.

Not Grease Butt Monkeys sucking on the dicks of the wealthy
to inflict their dictum and false prophecies on the masses.

My Lord and Savior.
The Only Real God has completely turned his face and closed his eyes to the Inequities and Sin
that is perpetrated as law.
Was it not the Pharisees, today translated to crooked attorneys and their evil/wicked control of money, power and hate that sent Jesus into a raging rant.
Throwing over tables.
Trust me the Lamb ain't happy.
Not a good thing.

Ukraine.
In Da Street.
People Ain't Scared Of Dyin.
Egypt.
In Da Street.
People Ain't Scared Of Dyin.
Syria.
In Da Street.
People Ain't Scared Of Dyin.
The Congo.
In Da Street.
People Ain't Scared of dyin.
America.
WestSide.
Da Desert.
In Da Street.
People Ain't Scared Of Dyin.

We Bringin Drama.
Fuck All You Mutherfuckers and your Mammas.

I'll Graze My Horses Where In Da Fuck  I Wanna Graze My Horses.
Bitch.

I'll show up on the back of one my horses Tottin AK's. RPG'S. Double MossBergs
side to side.

I'm willing to die Federal Bitchs.

Right The Fuck Here.
Right The Fuck Now.
You On Board Bitches.
Get Some.
Sempre Fi.

Yeah.
In Da Street.
Where I'll Die.

Damn Right.
God Do Bless America.
I Damn Right Walk With The Lord.
Waitin On Black Jesus.

Friends Are Now Enemies.
Dats Awaight.

People are sick and fuckin tired of ALL THE OPPRESSION.
World Wide.
Puffin, Posin, Frontin Leaders.
Toxic and Polluted on every level.
Right to Left.
Up to Down.
Nothing but them and theirs.
Only thing on their radars.

Honestly.
Die screamin Bitches.
Hard.
Beg me. Beg me.
To save your lives when the fan blades, RPM's so blasting, Mach can not even be calibrated.

Dying harder than Benghazi Diplomat that put it on the line for his country while Hillary Swine
watched and giggled as the White House Dog Licked her Stank Hole and puked all over her face.

Whats the big deal?
Right?
You perverse cunt.

While The President and his 'Body Man' Reggie Love smoked cocaine and sucked each others dick.

While Shirtless Vladdy out in the wild performed sexual bestiality with the animals.
You perverted Russian ass hole.

Yeah.
Ryan a little ruff with the verbiage.
Cause some messages gotta come hard.
Really fuckin hard before radiation dust settles in your lungs.

Dis Shit On Fire.
No relief in sight.
The Politicians.
The Non Leaders.
The Right.
The Left.
Answers lost long ago in the hustle for money and favors that is the only material
for the scant few.

Newz shows selling lies and half truths while pushing products at UN-before seen
volumes.
Perversion and deviation selling like hot cakes off the shelves.
While 10 and 12 year old girlz are sporting minis and heals in beauty contests coast to coast chaperoned by their has been Mothers just trying to get a set.
Any Fuckin Where.

Claim to be a player but I fucked your wife.
You know who you iz.
I'm still walkin dis toxic enviroment.
You dead and gone.
Your Bitch begging dick to suck for her next fix.
Yeah.

White Hating Trash feels the need to Smoke Defenseless old Jews.
Yeah.
Dat Right.
Fuck You White Trash Hater and All You White Boy Klan Bitches.
Bring It To The West Side Cause Ya Already Know Me and My Niggas Pimp Your White Trash Ass's On Da South Side.
Fuck Your White Trash Hoe Mamma.
FUCK DA KLAN.

The Democrats still paying your Punk Ass Bitch Salaries.
Bring It To The West Side Bitches.
Come And Smoke Dis West West Coast Irish Jew Boy.
Yeah.

I'll Watch My 21 Niggas Fuck Your White Trash Klan Mamma.
Bitch.
Coward.
Dickless White Boy Faggot.
How Da Fuck Is Dat For White Supremacy.
Cause You Know White Trash.
You DON"T DARE Bring Dat Hate Around Here.

America.
The Former Beautiful.

Yo.
Bill Ayers.
Your Bernadine A Stank Hole Cunt.
Fuck Your Dead Mamma Too.
Look Me Up Here In The Desert Bitch.

"Ryan. You gone Baby".

"Hmmm".

"What happened Ryan?"

"Veronica. You Shittin Me. Damn what you doin Girl? Why you keep rippin my ear buds out"?

"I knew it.
2Pac.
You can't publish this blog today Ryan.
This is way, as you would say, Way The Fuck Over The Top?"

"It's bad. I can't say it?"

"Tehh.
Ryan Please.
Really. What is bothering you?"

"I don't know V.
South Central Nothin But A Faded Beyond All Recognition Memory.
So far away.
Everything always so real there.
Respect was without anyone prodding. I don't even know if that's it".

"Ryan. Baby.
You just seeing it before it is known.
The thing is Baby Boy, you just don't want to look because you see it all too clearly.
As well Ryan, you know you are going to die in the street.
You see your death as clear as a Fox News Alert.
You also see who is going to smoke you. The supposed good guys that you always backed".

"Stop Veronica. This shit too deep. A big fat giant don't give a fuck".

"Ryan.
That is your connection to 2Pac.
You know that your destiny is already sealed in blood.
No backing out.
Can't change the script.
Ryan, where are you going?
Ryan. Damn it. Come back here".

Veronica for Ryan.

Ryan. Out.