Ok you bitches, it has been a while since I posted or read anything on this here blog. Not because I don’t like DUH. That would never happen. I lurve her.
But I have been on a mission for 2008 to be a new, positive year for me. I have vowed to stay away from drama, stay positive and make this a good year.
Happy Valentine’s Day to my favorite bitches! Don’t watch this video around virgin eyes (litteluns) or you might have to use their college fund for therapy instead. But watch it!!!!
For your viewing and listening pleasure, I present to you the Violent Femmes. You be the judge on the meaning of this song.
When I’m out walking I strut my stuff yeah I’m so strung out
I’m high as a kite I just might stop to check you out
let me go on like I blister in the sun
let me go on big hands I know your the one
body and beats I stain my sheets I don’t even know why
my girlfriend she’s at the end she is starting to cry
let me go on like I blister in the sun
let me go on big hands I know your the one…
Since all you bitches keep talking about your pussies, vajayjays, who has and pyramids, I thought this song would entertain you. I tried to figure out a way to put it up, but can’t figure it out. So for now you have a link only.You can’’t expect perfection all the time! OH ~ Here’s a shout out to my girl who HATES Prince aka “The Artist”. BITCH! 😉
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