Mother's Day Mayhem

SHiiiiittt......What a great mother's day. Especially for Boston sports fans. I have one Quammy Brown and thats the pink bats. Kinda gay. I mean most were wearing the sweat bands but c'mon. Once again all three god damn games were on at the same time. But we got three DUBBS (w). So i'll take it. The B's rocked the Carolina Tropical Storms which was nice if your a hockey fan. The Celtics relied upon the broad shoulders of Big Baby Davis and he splashed a game winner. I don't know if all of my readers worldwide know this....but Big baby wants to slay my girlfriend. He actually calls her when he has away games...just to chat. .......Man, she would never be the same. Anyways, back to the sports....what a win. Then there's the Sox. Desperately needing a win against the shitbag Rays. Things were looking shaky in the botton of the ninth but then their big guns got papshmeared and the sweep for that night was completed.

If your wondering how Big Baby has my girlfriends number.....she gave it to him...no questions asked. Then told him she lives with her mom....even though...she lives with me. Is he a dragon slayer....and is my girl friend a dragon? I'll leave that for you to decide.

Side not.....get the latest Kings of Leon Cd....its fuego.

Fuego out

Sex in your ears!

The title of this blog would be the name of my band, if Cizzle was a musical man. Fuego! But, for all your enjoyment I am going to give you the down low on two little diddies that I encounter in my daily life. First Fuego, if your from the Boston area and don't listen to 92.9 (Boston's Fuego) then your not breathing. Your not living your life! Dream it. Live it. Do it.
Second Fuego; each and every day, I listen to the song Return of the Mack by none other than the legendary Mark Morrison. Havin a bad day, Return of the Mack! Haven't eaten lunch yet and your kind of tired?....RETURN OF THE MACK. Can't get your girl in the mood and want some nightly fuegolicious....you know where i'm going with this. The song can't be beat.

annnnd there's your fuego...sorry for the delay.

One love..fuego out.

You Got Game?

You want to see a fuego movie? HE GOT GAME. I have to see this movie again. Its got the undisputed heavyweight champion of African American actors in it, Denzel. It's got the biggest pimp on planet motha f'n earf in Ray Allen. Which makes it that much sweeter since he's now doing big things in a Celtic uniform. Not only is it a good plot but good basketball, and most importantly....the girls are fuego. All I can remember is that one seen where Rick Fox ( another legend) is showing Ray the college life. He walks into a room and two steamy smokestacks are waiting in the bed to fulfill his every desire. Reminds me of my college days...prolly..no seriously. Anyways more movie reviews to come...maybe some more recent stuff. If you haven't checked out fmylife.com go ahead and do that....funny stuff. Live the dream.

cizzle

Back Babies

Wanna hear some crazy shit. Imagine first of all being a girl (if your not already) and second of all waking up with a pain in your side. You go to the doctor to peep the pain, and a god damn baby pops out. This god damn baby has been lodged under your ribs, which is why you have gained that random ass fifteen pounds over the past few months. You have had your rio rojo (as the spanish say) this whole time, so how in the Sammy Davis JR would you ever think you were a simmering pot of prego. It's astonishing that this kind of phenomanom happens. You gotta go back in your rolodex and check who's the baby daddy, you gotta have a dam baby, and you have to live with the guilt of having done whatever recreational activites that you get into all while your baby is growing inside you. I truly and deeply feel sorry for anybody who has dealt with this situation and wish your baby all the success in the world. One love.

Fuego, Out!

A Snug Fit

Ok, I get it. If you have a good looking frame, wearing tight clothes is cool because you can show off some artillery. But, its an army of one people. If your carrying around the reserves around your waist maybe wear something a bit more appropriate. If your a six-foot-two guy with love handles....don't wear a white-t undershirt and a Kid's size medium sweatshirt from the Gap. It is knowingly uncomfortable for you and the second hand uncomfort is unparallelled due to the abundance of ass crack we are forced to see everytime you bend over to get a scoop of capuccino from the drawer. C'mon bro. Get back to work and buy a bigger sweatshirt.

Fuego, Out.

economy and drugs

I feel like Shaq the way I'm droppin the Heat on yall...more ways than one. But, yeah man its time for the fuego.......today's topic.....the economy. Today's websters definition of the word economy is "not the fuego". How are all these kids coming out of school going to get jobs? How are all the people who just got layed off going to get jobs? How much unemployment are they really gonna pay out? According to a very reliable source we are going to be getting something like an extra fourty dollars from our paychecks every week (those who get pay checks). For most that will be spent on an extra bag of herb, a treat for the dog, and if your lucky you'll find a pair of rustic and gritty looking Aldo shoes on sale for only $35. Tell me something; is anybody out there getting raises and promotions? I think its getting harder and harder. My belief is we are going to have a much greater population of middle-aged, white and, hard working drug dealers. Especially, with this decriminalization spiel that most will probably think, "hey, its basically legal". Or atleast thats what they will say to their spouses/loved ones when they find a few extra bags in the fold-up arm rest in the back seat of their Mazda 626.

Work life

Five words
Work is for the birds!

breezy, the 16 year old phenom

Breezy.....what a legend. When it comes down to it the man is just trying really hard to be the next Bobby Brown. In my eyes, he is succeeding. Nah, excelling......if you don't know his current age just listen to one of his songs, he's sure to tell you. He's got the moves of a stallion, voice of an angel, and smacked the shit out of Rihanna. She wants him back. If this isn't new age Bobby/Whitney I don't know what is.