Changing the Game

There needs to be a change in this world dammit. I done walked this earth enough but dammit, there needs to be a change in this bitch. Hold up, what's that you say? Someone else did a top ten? Damn, well in the interest of all fairness then I will come up with 15, after all i'm not a biter, unless otherwise instructed that is.

The Top 15* Things I See That Need To Be Changed
(because dammit....I just love saying dammit)

15. I don't link anybody, why? cause yall don't update yall shit. How about that? People, I know I haven't been really myself lately, but damn, how bout giving me something to actually look at? Sheesh, am I asking too much for a little something different?

14. Call me crazy but I've been sitting in this State of Mass for 28 years, and NOT ONCE has the Red Sox tried to improve their pitching, it is the reason why they are the subject of ridicule, as well as this fan whose better half won't hesitate to remind him that they suck. THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR EVERYTHING RED SOX. Because of yall, I lose my damn mind at tax time repaying people for yall mistakes. I'm at the point where I might go West a little and rock a Yankee fitted, then again, she STILL would see the Sox in me and STILL I would be the subject of ridicule. Do something about the pitching and win let's say like 40 more rings, I might be dead then, but dammit, do something!!!!

13. With the people still left on the show, I sincerely hope Flava Flav finds SOMEthing before they fuck around and give him a third season. My question is....Just what the fuck are these women doing with themselves that makes the pinnacle of their life chasing a former crackhead who may be gifted, but most of the time seems lifted? Is this where the video chicks go after they been ran through by rappers and their crew? Do us folks a favor and savor the flavor dammit. The last thing we need, is to see that after we go to church.

12. With some of yall that have your own blogs, you should be a little bit more careful as to what your content is and what you are trying to promote. If it's a laugh you want, then put up a joke. If you have people come at you because they feel offended by your so called 'jokes' then chalk it up as YOU'RE NOT FUNNY. Period. Go back to your room, turn off your computer, pop in those old Eddie Murphy comedy sketches and try again when you realize that the ol' high school shit is way past folks. You sound more like a dick when your jokes backfire. Keep it simple stupid.

11. I remember giving some white folks credit for disciplining your children. Sorry but that shit is out the window now. Case in point, I was in the mall the other day and while shopping for school clothes I heard a girl say, "just give me the car and be back in a half an hour" when moms refused, the girl spit in her face and walked out of the mall. Moms was still looking for a napkin. Sorry, but yall back where yall started dammit.

10. Speaking of school clothes, dammit parents, is it possible that you can actually change their clothes after they get home so when I drive by and splash water on them they don't throw rocks at my car? I mean come on, yall complain about how much dough yall spend every year nevermind how lil Ray Ray likes to play in dirt all the time. Don't blame me if they aren't where they should be. Dammit, get they ass in the house, put on last years shit, and THEN go have fun getting dirty. People, this is the Bush era conserve, conserve, CONSERVE!!!

9. No disrespect to my Boriquas and Latino's, but hey, did they have any award catergory for Reggaeton at any awards show? If not, then please give them one. I can't lie, I can't stand the shit, but still show them some love so we can all go back to that regular top 40 shit that we ALL can understand. Where I'm from we have 3 regular hip hop stations, and on many occasions I have to suffer a 15 minute block where all fucking 3 stations have that shit on. Last time I checked, there was an hour reserved for that "special" music, and seeing that it's blown up so much, how about giving them a station as well, instead of fucking mine up dammit.

8. Quick one, MySpace pages looking a little bit homo- yet I see straight in your profile. Fake ass thugs, shirt off with Mary J singing in the back. Come off of it really. Women yall are too much, booty all out with pictures of your cousin that sort of look like you and the caption "that's me on the right" when we KNOW that's you on the left with the gold tooth and the track slipping. Get right folks....dammit.

7. I don't care if you been playing the numbers game your whole life. If I'm on my way to work and I have one dollar to spend and what I want is just a 3 second transaction, let me have it. There is no reason why I should be late to work while you sit there and call out numbers to an 18 year old who don't know what the hell a back to front combo is dammit. Like myself, KNOW what you want before you walk in, and if you are going to be awhile, then either wait, or go somewhere where they SPECIALIZE in the lotto, like let's say a Keno spot maybe?

6. Somethings just can't be helped or changed, like the driving in DC, Maryland and Virginia. Sorry yall but after hearing something about a car with Mass plates fucking up down there, I realize that the place is cursed, drivers and pedestrians beware, it's the Bermuda Triangle of good driving records.

5. Homeless people need to change your signs. "Will work for food" will not get you paid, neither does "War Vet" or "Homeless please help" in this day we all got our problems so the game needs to be changed. How about "Ask me anything for 50 cents?" "Will not attempt to harass you for a quarter?" "I hate Bush too can I get paid?" Just a thought, yall.

4. The return of the polka dots. Dammit, will someone please play Unbelievable by Biggie to bring these folks back to earth? Shit. Next thing you know we gon' have shower caps back out in public - wait what was that? Oh my fault, we still doin' it *sigh* oh boy.

3. I'm not even going there on those see through sandals again, nope won't touch it, but I did mention it.

2. In that same visit to the mall on number 11, I saw a brother with a Gumby cut. YES FOLKS A GUMBY. If you are smart, and live in Mass, at least the western part. DO NOT FOLLOW THAT GUY. Inform your children that that haircut is on the same lines as those curse words that you don't want them saying. Simply put, pull the belt out with authority when they mention the Gumby. Please, before barbers go on strike.

1. Last but not least, ladies...Kill the leggings before I lose my damn mind. They are not for everyone, and I'm so sick of fat people trying to make those legs look small and skinny ones trying to barely fit into them. Get yall shit together, Peggy Bundy did it best, and for the most part, if yall keep it up, then stirrups are going to come back and well....there goes the fucking neighborhood.

I'm out yall be cool
Get ready for some football.....tonights the night

daChamp