Mexican rap is pretty cool.
Columbian rap ? Not so much.
Some people can’t steal correctly .
I don’t care for loud shoes,male or female. If I hear your heels clicking down a hallway of tile floor,I hate you. You spent too much money on your shoes, or you’re a cowboy. In which case, you have no business standing on a tile floor, get back to the ranch partner. And lady, you’re not that tall.
And your shoes are loud. Have some respect.
Bob talks about a drill sergeant from boot camp, this guy would come out at 6 in the morning with a stack of number 2 pencils.
“I’m about to fuck you up with a pencil”
This guy would make the recruits roll this pencil between the index finger and the thumb,,, for an hour.
Bob said that after a few minutes,your forearms would be on fire.. all from a pencil.
I was very close to joining the army,did well on the ASVAB, was going to be a nurse.
Wish I would have.
Wish an authoritative mouthpiece would have psychologically broken this thing down.
I would not be the same person.
Big respect, no cap.
My job title is about to change, per my request. My entire purpose in the day, big shift, you like, have to look at people,talk to them, explain what you offer. No problem, I can do that.
However, I’ve been in the gutter for a few years now, could care less about the physical form,, you have to care, to play any game worth the money.
I can lie. I’m super good at lying. It’s ethical because I’m not lying about the transaction, I’m lying about myself. This is what I look like when I want you to think I give a fuck.
True to yourself? Or selling out for some coins?
Who cares? Really though,what does it matter? That’s existence.
People pretending like they care, so they can eat, and have shelter.
Lovely
What’s a substack?
Whenever I hear a person walking with loud shoes, I start tapping my foot in sync with their footsteps. It creates an audio effect that gets noticed immediately, sometimes they’ll slow their gate to see if they’re hearing things correctly,but I anticipated that, so I slow my tap.
Been thinking about writing letters to inmates, bet you could find some neat stories that way.
That scene in Back to the Future, where the manure truck dumps shit all over Biff,,, that’s what life is like, except it’s horizontal,not vertical. That’s what people are like.
dawn 