LISTEN UP COLORING BOOK CATS Begged addie been feeling real lonely of late. It's been a great winter of grate fun and bbqing, but i haven't seen fit to retool my lifestyle (if you're in a french country we call it la vous de coq au vin) in upwards of a twomonth approaching a trimonth. Anyone know of any tips? Since JT retired from the scene and left us with 'sexyback' we haven't had much in the way of guidance. I know BD is hitting a somber tone when you come here to relax and peep the scores of the hustling game but just wreck your check for a minute.
THIS ALL STARTED A LONG TIME AGO WHEN BD WAS A TYPE OF A LITTLE TIKKITYKE:
NOW I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE THINKING "BIDDADDY" THAT DONT LOOK LIKE YOU THATS MORE OF A TOOTH THAN A BLUE SUITED JUICE SNOOTER. and you're rihgt i just have been down and out so long even my dentist is starting to look higher and mightier! WOO WEE! ANyway BD Started his life as a toothsome little tooth son. BUT THINGS STARTED TO TAKE A TURN FOR THE BETTER AS SOON AS HE POPPED UP OUT OF THE BACKWARDS BUTTCRACK OF HIS GOOD MOMMA. To make a long story short for those readers out there that i know got busy things to do like gettin back to hustling a good book or pimping whatya know, get hungry cuz here comes a mondo-mill
(PS Aroudn my apartment we know those as "BDMM" or "MDMM" if you want to call me by my more formal monacre "MONDO-DADDY." More often than not these days "MDBMM" refers to MONDO DADDY BE MAKING MUCH MONEY but i abbrev. one of the m's for abrevity")"'
NOW YOU KNOW MONDO DADDEH DONT DO A LOT OF THINGS FOR A LIVING, HE MORE OF THE LAY IT BACK AND LAY IT UP KINDA FELLA, BUT LOOK AT WHAT I PUT TOGETHER ON THE FREE-SPITTLE:
I CALL IT "TOWARDS A BRIGHTER FUTURE"
1/2/2010: WOO WEEEEE ANYONE GOT TIME IN THEIR SCHEDULE FOR A LITTLE HOARDING? I GOT DIAMONDS AND JEWELS UNTIL THE COWS KEEP COMING HOME. WHERE YA BEEN AT? LEAVE A COMMENT TO TELL ME WHAT THE TIME IS, BECAUSE I HAVENT HAD THE CLOCK FOR A TICK-A-TOCK YA GEDDIT DOC?
Who knew there could be so much brake fluid? Lol! After a long day of pounding around with my jimmy hat fastened tight beneath my waistbelt (don't worry BD-I-ANS no one saw, your ole D-D aint uncrafted enough for that) There have been fourteen missed calls! Lo and behold when I started to hold a bee on them. Without my spectacles i'd never be able to take an eye to them, lest it be a little too left, or a little too right. Am I right?
1/5/2009: Time enough at last! My wife is gone and it's all cold outside. My good old beluga cushion is pushing up into my liver, so without it I might turn inside-up. Hold out your noses! Hoooooooooold em. Alrighy ou let em down, the tunnel's passed. Big Daddy out!'
1/1/2009: Hey BIG-DADDIANS! Write a COMMENT BELOW if you're just been dishin it out to RODMAN ALL DAY!
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12/31/2008: DEAR DIARY: TODAY I FUCKED WITH AN OLD MAN'S HEAD. HE TOOK IT LIKE A BITCH.
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