...i like this song.. hope u like it.. plzz rate it, comment and suscribe and watch my other vids too... for more remixes visit http://clubhousemixes.com *THIS IS A MIXED CHANNEL OF THINGS WHICH I LIKE* All Day All Night All Day All Night All Day All Night All Day All Night All Day All Night All Day All Night All Day All Night WHAT THE FUCK! What the... When I came to Spain And I saw all people partying And I told to myself, What the fuck! All Day All Night All Day All Night ¡Viva la fiesta! ¡Viva la noche! ¡Vivan los DJ! I couldn't belive what i was living So I called to my friend Johnny And I said to him ¡JOHNNY LA GENTE ESTA MUY LOCA! WHAT THE FUCK!? ¡JOHNNY LA GENTE ESTA MUY LOCA! WHAT THE FUCK!? When I came to Spain And I saw all people partying I told to myself, What the fuck! All Day All Night All Day All Night ¡Viva la fiesta! ¡Viva la noche! ¡Vivan los DJ! WHAT THE FUCK!? (x2) Viva la fiesta... (x8) I couldn't belive what I was living So I called to my friend Jhonny And I said to him ¡JOHNNY LA GENTE ESTA MUY LOCA! WHAT THE FUCK!? ¡JOHNNY LA GENTE ESTA MUY LOCA! WHAT THE FUCK!? Dhgfdhgdgfdhdhfgdgdghdghdhceurtc lygfutfv kg7oi v fkbo8gvcjug lgviut uy guk g hjb b I g g g I I I I ugfbygjgoi tfgyg...
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...RS to OP: I’m not 100% sure why I’m sitting down to type you a message first but perhaps it says a lot about what’s going on here. Today was one of my best friend’s engagements and I wanted to stay longer I was enjoying myself but it’s over now. You have picked on me incessantly since you got back from CT and I understand that you are sick but it’s nasty. Yesterday wasn’t nice for either of us but we managed to pull through and communicate well enough to show our care for each other isgreater than the drama that attacked us. I was not flirting with anyone today. I feel sick that you suggested that and that you made a scene at the table and made us leave early. I’m terribly disappointed in how the day ended and how you left me. We are living in a double standard relationship where you can be mad about how I deal with stuff when you are very quick to act cold and offish when you’re unhappy. Every 5 seconds I hear how you dated another chick. You really have dated a lot of people yet you get upset if I mention ONE funny story with a long term boyfriend. I do everything to make you happy and to not say anything to rock the boat with u. You do everything to throw tantrums in front of people. I have been upset by you for 2 days now. I’m so upset I left Darren’s party earl. SO upset. I can’t get that day back. I’m scared of you sometimes and how u snap at me and of how you will react to me. You make me happy 90% of the time and I think we are amazing together but I am not some other...
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...Fuck I Look Like Kai Davis Fuck I look like? No really, fuck I look like? I look like you got me fucked up is what I look like. You looking at me like I’m not supposed to be standing here next to you. Like, we in the same class but your idea of advance is too advanced And my mind can’t match you. I think it’s my vernacular, How I got half the consonants and twice the apostrophes So my philosophy can’t be valid. Like I speak slave and you speak slave master This isn’t a plantation, it’s a classroom. White people think they run shit because they got money to buy a thesaurus You say, "gargantuan", I say, "big as shit" -----------pause------------ Still, big as shit, it don’t really matter I guess AP stands for "asshole pretentiousness" And if you don’t know what that means, look it up, find a synonym You like doing that shit. You also seem to like judging a book by the color of its author Because apparently Maya Angelou is inferior due to her grammatical errors, But white man Mark Twain can write a whole novel in nothing but grammatical errors And that shit is a literate masterpiece! Well, I can’t help but to pardon my people’s slang because real niggas ain’t real niggas If they don’t got a twang, I won’t apologize. I won’t apologize for mean muggin' from the back of the classroom. Talking about existentialism like a motherfucking boss! It’s not your fault you can't vibe with me! Niggas ---Pause---- can’t vibe with me Either because as soon as I raise...
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...BOYZVOYZBOYZBOYZ Fuckers in school telling me, always in the barber shop Chief Keef ain’t bout this, Chief Keef ain’t bout that My boy a BD on fucking Lamron and them He, he they say that nigga don’t be putting in no work SHUT THE FUCK UP! Y'all niggas ain’t know shit All ya motherfuckers talk about Chief Keef ain’t no hitta Chief Keef ain’t this Chief Keef a fake SHUT THE FUCK UP Y'all don’t live with that nigga Y'all know that nigga got caught with a ratchet Shootin' at the police and shit Nigga been on probation since fuckin, I don’t know when! Motherfuckers stop fuckin' playin' him like that Them niggas savages out there If I catch another motherfucker talking sweet about Chief Keef I’m fucking beating they ass! I’m not fucking playing no more You know those niggas role with Lil' Reese and themFuckers in school telling me, always in the barber shop Chief Keef ain’t bout this, Chief Keef ain’t bout that My boy a BD on fucking Lamron and them He, he they say that nigga don’t be putting in no work SHUT THE FUCK UP! Y'all niggas ain’t know shit All ya motherfuckers talk about Chief Keef ain’t no hitta Chief Keef ain’t this Chief Keef a fake SHUT THE FUCK UP Y'all don’t live with that nigga Y'all know that nigga got caught with a ratchet Shootin' at the police and shit Nigga been on probation since fuckin, I don’t know when! Motherfuckers stop fuckin' playin' him like that Them niggas savages out there If I catch another motherfucker talking sweet about Chief Keef I’m fucking...
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...Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings But I'm only going to get this one chance (Six minutes, six minutes) Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on) Just a feeling I've got Like something's about to happen But I don't know what If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble Big trouble. And if he is as bananas as you say I'm not taking any chances You were just what the doctor ordered [Chorus:] I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box? They said I rap like a robot, so call me rap-bot [Verse 1:] But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes I got a laptop in my back pocket My pen'll go off when I half-cock it Got a fat knot from that rap profit Made a living and a killing off it Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinski feeling on his nutsack I'm an MC still as honest But as rude and as indecent as all hell Syllables, skill-a-holic (Kill 'em all with) This flippity, dippity-hippity hip-hop You don't really wanna get into a pissing match With this rappity-rap Packing a mack in the back of the Ac backpack rap, crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack and at the exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack...
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...Irvine Welsh Trainspotting IRVINE WELSH works, rests and raves in Edinburgh. He has had a variety of occupations too numerous and too tedious to recount. Trainspotting was his first novel and he has also published a collection of short stories, a novella entitled The Acid House and a second novel, Marabou Stork Nightmares. IRVINE WELSH TRAINSPOTTING Minerva Thanks to the following: Lesley Bryce, David Crystal, Margaret Fulton–Cook, janice Galloway, Dave Harrold, Duncan McLean, Kenny McMillan, Sandy Macnair, David Millar, Robin Robertson, Julie Smith, Angela Sullivan, Dave Todd, Hamish Whyte, Kevin Williamson. Versions of the following stories have appeared in other publications: 'The First Day Of The Edinburgh Festival' in Scream If You Want To Go Faster: New Writing Scotland 9 (ASLS), 'Traditional Sunday Breakfast'in DOG (Dec, 1991), 'It Goes Without Saying' in West Coast Magazine No. 11, 'Trainspotting at Leith Central Station' in A Parcel of Rogues (Clocktower Press), 'Grieving and Mourning In Port Sunshine' in Rebel Inc No. 1 and 'Her Man, The Elusive Mr Hunt' and 'Winter In West Granton' in Past Tense (Clocktower Press). The second part of 'Memories of Matty' also appeared in the aforementioned Clocktower Press publication as 'After The Burning'. Contents KICKING – – * THE SKAG BOYS, JEAN–CLAUDE VAN DAMME AND MOTHER SUPERIOR; JUNK DILEMMAS NO. 63; THE FIRST DAY OF THE EDINBURGH FESTIVAL; IN OVERDRIVE; GROWING UP IN PUBLIC; VICTORY ON NEW YEAR'S DAY; IT GOES WITHOUT...
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...up with a lot of his shit and this is the last straw. As for you, u supposed to be married right? Wonder what your husband will say when he finds out. Cause believe me you he will find out. Just like I found you and Dewey's conversations on facebook I WILL let him in on the secret. What if another women was doing this to you, with your husband. Women like you are the reason why women like me have to go to jail. Don't get me wrong, Dewey won't be the reason for the charge. The princeable will be the reason. You stay the hell away from my husband until I decide to finalize everything. Don't fuck with me Nichole, if he wasn't happy then I could have let him go years ago. But for the sake of my marriage and kids i stayed to try to make it work. And the shit that he has put me through, I basisically went through them for nothing. Yeah, The way I feel right now, I wouldn't fuck with me. TRUST ME! Chelsea...
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...THE VULGAR CHEF PRESENTS... ® EATCOOKBOOK LIKE S*HIT THE C HAPTER 1 Weclome to the book. S ECTION 1 Introduction ! Whats up mother fuckers? Welcome to the EAT LIKE SHIT COOKBOOK I’ve put together a fuck ton of shitty recipes...some new...some old...even a few healthy choices for you gym nazis and health food hardo’s. This isn't your typical Rachael fuckin’ Ray cookbook, this shit is way more legit. It’s so legit that a lot of the recipes don't even have measurements. Thats because the recipes suck and I want YOU to be your own Vulgar Chef. You call the shots in your kitchen. If I use six handfuls of bacon the fuck sprinkles, I want you to use 10. If I use bread....you use a sprinkled fuck doughnut. Ya dig? ! The instructions might be shot as fuck because I wrote this shit drunk as fuck with my hand in my pants. These recipes are here to inspire. I don't care what skill level of a cook/chef you are. Food shouldn't be boring and thats the fuckin message I’m sending with this bitch of a book. ! 2 ABOUT THE AUTHOR Kyle Marcoux was born and raised on the rugged as fuck streets of Western Massachusetts. As a child, his mother never let him have the laser back drop in his school photos...and that fucking sucked. He spent the majority of his teen years smoking pot out of sockets with his boys. Shortly after graduating High School, his band landed a record deal which led to full time touring of the US. This is where he developed a strong passion for shitty fucking value menu...
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...The leaves are turning brown again. Cool and brisk, the wind blows up the torn sweater the old man wears. Visibly shaking and uncertain of his surroundings, he’s a husk of his former self. His eyes dilate, his face is melting. Literally melting. He collapses into a small dirty heap, his eyes shut and a final breath escapes his lips. A young boy walks by and asks for money, he too broke and dirty. Another shows up and prods his silent corpse. This is where our story begins. Set in Detroit, MI during the great recession, it’s a story based on the collapse of the withering economic catastrophe known as the Automotive Industry. I would like to ask for a possibility to build a film around the concept of the desolation felt in that town and of this place. But with only $500 in hand and an old VHS video recorder, there’s only so much I can create with these limited resources. It’ll be set in front of a Party Plus Market Off of Wyoming St, an area of town notorious for its high and violent crime rate. Its daring for sure, but I wish to capture the true feeling of a desperate environment in one of the most violent and crime riddled cities in America. If there’s a chance to negotiate an advance of at least $1000 to put towards filming expenses, it’d be greatly appreciated. Thank you for your time. EXT. LIQUOR STORE: It’s dark outside. Street lights dimly glow on the entrance of a local liquor store. An old man in tattered clothes and a Walmart welcome vest is seen...
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...believe in what they believe in. “What? You don’t believe in God? You’re an atheist! You’re going to hell!” SHUT THE FUCK UP. I’m not some fucking serial killer alright? I’m not fucking evil. Look, even if you believe that I won’t make it to your glorious heaven, which may or may not exist, that doesn’t mean you have to throw it in my face every, FUCKING, day. I don’t need your fucking sideways glances and shit. Okay, we have already established I don’t believe. Do we really have to go over this shit again? Seriously? And what’s with you mother fuckers preaching this God shit to me every day? I already established that I do not believe in God and I will not change my fucking mind, no matter how many fucking scriptures you read to me. No I am not going to go home and waste my fucking time reading the bible. No I am not wasting my Sunday going to a fucking church. So you can take your bull shit pamphlets and shove them up your “holy” ass. And to you mother fuckers who tell me not to curse in front of church; fuck you and that church. Talking about its disrespectful to the “House of the Lord”. If the “lord” had a house, I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t be this beat up ass trash can of a building. And if that’s the case, the “Lord” has a lot of fucking houses. I refuse to pray to some fairy tale character every fucking night. I refuse to thank God for everything I have. Fuck that. My mom made dinner for us last night, not some fucking God. My family and I worked our asses off to get all of...
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...Its the summer of 2001, Joe meets Patrick and he's like "yo, I know about music" and Patrick's like "yo, I know more about music" "that's impossible. Do You wanna start a band?" And Patrick's like "...yeah... that's cool." And then he's like " yo, this is a book store its not a music store!" And then they met at Patrick's house. And Patrick's wearing shorts and socks and a hat. Patrick is playin' drums for some fuckin' reason! And Pete's there, for some reason! They start playin' music together. And there like " oh let's play some fuckin' covers from some other bands!" It was like, Green day and fuckin' misfits and fuckin' Ramones! Pete said to Joe "yo we gotta change this shit up! Yo we've played all these bands let's play shit from Fall Out Boy." And so Pete and Patrick are like "yo, that's dope. But we need a fuckin' drummer!" Because Patrick's playin' drums and he's a singer! And he's like "yo! I got a soul voice!" And there like "wait, how do you have a soul voice!?!" And he's like "yo watch this! YEeeeeEeeeeEeeaaaAAAH!" and they're like "oh my god! That sounds like soul!" So they put it in the song and it was like "WHERE IS YOUR BOY TONIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!?!!!?!" And then they're like "yo, this is fuckin' perfect. This is Fall Out Boy." And they made records like, Evening out with your ex-girlfriend. its called evening out with your ex girlfriend, everybody loves it. Its called Eating Out Your Girlfriend, and its real and it doesent matter. And Pete talked to Patrick...
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...I quickly open the door as we scurry inside as quietly as possible. "Wow, it's only been a day and I've upgraded to using the front door instead instead if a two-story widow.", he whispers. "Well maybe one day you can use it when you're NOT sneaking out. Now shut up and follow me.", I hiss at him. We make my way up the stairs carefully and slip into my room. My heart pounds the entire way. I can't believe I actually just did that. I just successfully snuck my boyfriend into my house! I mean yes I did it yesterday, but this time I personally did it. And my parents have no idea. Seems like I've been living on the wild side lately. "I never got to compliment you on your room. I like it.", he says, wandering around and taking everything in. "Thanks. It's not everyday a boy compliments me on my room." " actually it's not everyday a boy gets to actually be in your room.", he smirks at me. I stick my tongue out at him. "There you go being a child again.", he laughs at me. "Shut up!", I laugh as I walk to my closet. "Where are you going?", he calls out to me. I turn back to him. "Well I want to change into pajamas. A sweater and jeans aren't really the way I want to sleep you know." "Well why can't you change out here?" His question makes me visibly cringe and I know he saw it. A wicked smile spreads across his smile at my uncomfortable state as my cheeks begin to burn. "Umm- I mean- I don't think-" "Vanessa, I'm joking.", he chuckles at me as he flops himself...
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