Makin' black folks lose they mind since 1765.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
More Kanye Fuckery...
Makin' black folks lose they mind since 1765.
Friday, June 5, 2009
I don't even want to say his name but...
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
New Phenomena?
I think I see the pattern and my prediction is the next female artist to shave her head will do it in a pattern similar to this...
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Don't be alarmed... it's NOT déjà vu.
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husband who can't keep his dick in his pants

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homicidal, hyper-sexed, clingy white woman

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psycho broad cooks family pet

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Fatal Attraction the Movie

seemingly happy family
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husband who can't keep his dick in his pants

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homicidal, hyper-sexed, clingy white woman

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psycho broad aka Jay-Z's pet

[i love you bey... Don't mind me!]
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Obsessed the Movie

It's just a coincidence... Right???
[Just in case you're not sure, here are the the trailers]
VS
Obsessed Trailer
All that's missing from this film concept grouping is a pornographic version...
'Obsession: Anal Attraction' smfh.
Friday, April 10, 2009
THAT'S JUST MY BABY DAAAAAAADDY!!!
Did everyone forget in the advent of 'Independent Woman' that it's OKAY to forge a partenership with a man???
For Christ's sake! I HATED growing up without my father in my home. My mom was usually stressed and I'm pretty sure that having a child is the ULTIMATE cock block... There just always felt like there was something missing. Like it shouldn't have been that hard...
I always made a vow to myself that I was GOING to get married. && not some crazy ass shotgun wedding [that's when people get married because ol' Becky Sue done went and got herself knocked up and now Trent HAS to make an honest woman out of her before her papi takes the shotgun to his ass...] because a child should not be a reason to pledge your life to someone. I also don't want to get married and IMMEDIATELY start poppin out babies. If I get married, its because I want to spend the rest of my life with that person. So why start off with baggage? The only baggage I want to carry for the first couple of years of my marriage is whatever we're traveling with.
Besides, kids now-a-days are scary. They have no values. No conscience. When I have kids, I want to make sure they have two people who will train them for real life and remind them that its okay to be a kid. These little niggletts are growing up too fast lately.
HAVE YOU SEEN SOME OF THESE LITTLE FUCKERS MYSPACE PAGES?!?!?!
They're having sex, smoking weed, having their OWN babies, holdin' cash knots the size of bricks and talkin that rah-rah shit that sounds like some beastly Onyx lyrics. 5th graders are s c a r y these days...
WAKE UP PEOPLE!!!
Making babies does not define you as someones wife...
Being able to remain the same strong, dominant, independant woman your husband fell in love with does. Having your life on track does. && most importantly, sacrificing some of that independence and dominance is imperative. No man wants a wife with bigger balls than he's got. Don't get me wrong. A lot of men love a strong woman, but not if he has to sacrifice wearing pants to keep her. A man is a MAN. Let him be one. Let him provide for you. Let him protect you. Let him stomp around in some Timbs and tighty whiteys if he wants to...
That's what men do.
That's how they show their love for us.
Protecting && providing.
[Not to be confused with being controling && tricking...]
When you start to take these things away from them, thats when they start acting all funny style && wreckless. Because you've taken their essence...
[This is in everyday life tho... If you snagged him by bein all buck wild in the bed room then by all means, keep spankin dat ass ladies.]
&& for the record, NO I AM NOT ENGAGED NOR MARRIED NOR DIVORCED.
I just listen and deciper the things I see and hear going on around me. So this is just my PERSONAL OPINION. If you gots you a baby daddy, then Kudos to you. I'm sure you love your life and everyone in it. It just isn't the direction I want MY life to go in. I want certain things for myself before I go making decisions I can't undo.
Besides...
If I have kids then that means I have to share.
My mother already debo's my DS & my friends...
So if Jr. tries to snatch the remote to watch fucking Sponge Bob for 16 hours, we gon have to fight, son...
Plus, I'm pretty sure I almost failed kindergarten for not learning how to share...
Eh... This actually doesn't have anything to do with me right now. I hate men lol. I just know that one day, there hopefully will be a man that I see as more than what I've come to view them as... Someone I can't picture my life without. Someone I can't keep my hands off of. Someone that is not only a reflection of me, but that makes me want to become more.
Maybe.
Or maybe I just described a Pomeranian... Pets are safe. [if house-trained.]
But until then, I shall continue to oggle random man meat and stay warm at night with my books.
Because books can't give you the clap OR sleep with your sister...
Thursday, April 9, 2009
R.E.S.P.E.C.T.? I'm surprized you people can still spell that word... smh
Uh, U.N.I.T.Y.,
U.N.I.T.Y. ,that's a unity
U.N.I.T.Y.,
love a black man from infinity to infinity.
(Who you calling a bitch?)
[Chorus:]
U.N.I.T.Y.,
U.N.I.T.Y. that's a unity (You gotta let him know)
(You go, come on here we go)
U.N.I.T.Y.,
Love a black woman from (You got to let him know) infinity to infinity (You ain't a bitch or a ho)
U.N.I.T.Y.,
U.N.I.T.Y. that's a unity (You gotta let him know)
(You go, come on here we go)
U.N.I.T.Y.,
Love a black man from (You got to let him know) infinity to infinity (You ain't a bitch or a ho)
Instinct leads me to another flow,
Everytime I hear a brother call a girl a bitch or a ho.
Trying to make a sister feel low?
You know all of that gots to go...
Now everybody knows there's exceptions to this rule.
Now don't be getting mad, when we playing, it's cool.
But don't you be calling out my name...
I bring wrath to those who disrespect me like a dame.
That's why I'm talking, one day I was walking down the block,
I had my cutoff shorts on right cause it was crazy hot!
I walked past these dudes when they passed me,
One of 'em felt my booty, he was nasty...
I turned around red, somebody was catching the wrath!
Then the little one said (Haha yeah me bitch) and laughed.
Since he was with his boys he tried to break fly...
Huh, I punched him dead in his eye and said
"WHO YOU CALLIN' A BITCH?!"
(Here we go)
[Chorus]
I hit the bottom, there ain't nowhere else to go but up.
Bad days at work, give you an attitude then you were rough.
And take it out on me but that's about enough...
You put your hands on me again I'll put your ass in handcuffs.
I guess I fell so deep in love I grew dependency.
I was too blind to see just how it was affecting me.
All I knew was you, you was all the man I had,
And I was scared to let you go, even though you treated me bad.
But I don't want my kids to see me getting beat down
By daddy smacking mommy all around.
You say I'm nothing without ya, but I'm nothing with ya.
A man don't really love you if he hits ya!
This is my notice to the door, I'm not taking it no more.
I'm not your personal whore, that's not what I'm here for...
And nothing good gonna come to ya til you do right by me...
Brother you wait and see (Who you calling a bitch?)
(Here we go)
[Chorus]
What's going on in your mind is what I ask ya.
But like Yo-Yo, you don't hear me though.
You wear a rag around your head and you call yourself
A "Gangsta Bitch" now that you saw Apache's video.
I saw you wilding, acting like a fool.
I peeped you out the window jumping girls after school.
But where did all of this come from?
A minute ago, you was a nerd and nobody ever heard of ya,
Now you a wannabe... hard.
You barely know your ABC's, please...
There's plenty of people out there with triggers ready to pull it,
Why you trying to jump in front of the bullet (Young lady)
Uh, and real bad girls are the silent type.
Ain't none of this work getting your face sliced.
Cause that's what happened to your homegirl, right? Bucking with nobody
She got to wear that for life (Who you calling a bitch?)
(Here we go)
[Chorus]
hmmm... i wonder how much my soul is worth.
Have you ever wondered just HOW you're going to ruin your life next?
Something flirty and fun.
Something that will potentially ruin not only YOUR life, but the life of your spouse, your kids and the free-loaders who rely on your love and support every day?
Take those silly wedding rings and vows to love one another through sickness and whatever and toss them by the wayside.
[if you're a coward]
THERE ARE NO HOLDS BARRED!
[as long as your check doesn't bounce]
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Sometimes, when you say "shut that damn baby up" you just don't want to hear any lip.
Doesn't that nagging bitch know that YOU work for a living while she stays her fat lazy ass at home eating bon-bons and watching that god-forsaken Oprah?
The N E R V E.
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Effing whiney brats...
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Revolution Evolution; Potato Potatoe [whatever]
As a side note, I was fortunate enough to have attended the 2009 Inauguration of President Barack Obama. I was T H E R E... Among a sea of white, black , brown, yellow and red faces. All moist with tears of relief & pride. Expressions of hope. Old & young. I have countless pieces of footage & photos of the address & crowd reactions [yes, even when Bush got booed lol]. I have a vivid memory of the fact that our country was about to have a large cultural shift in tolerance and visibility. Besides the obvious relief that we had just obtained a political leader that would coach and direct our country to financial stability, there was an obvious vibe of personal changes people were simultaneously yet silently swearing to in their minds. The faces & mixed emotions told a story that can never be summed up with words alone. The advent of minorities [cultural & gender based] in high office positions has finally brought hope to our parents & children as well as sparking a positive reevaluation of ourselves. Damn... I never thought I would be able to experience this. I thought it would be something that my children would be able to take part of, but lookie here, lil' ol' me is right smack dab in the middle of it... sigh. I'm finally proud to be an American.
[&& since my birthdate is July 4th, you already know I plan to get it IN this year lol]
And another thing, I'm pretty big on music... I go absolutely NOWHERE without my iPod. While I was in D.C., [AT THE INAUGURATION MIND YOU]
I had my iPod on repeat. The album? New Amerykah. The artist? Ms. Fat Belly Bella herself, Erykah Badu. It's like, she KNEW that this was going to be the outcome. There were so many tracks that accompanied the festivities that day that they should've been playing it over loudspeakers in the streets. Which brings me to my next point... Thru the monotanous drum of booty shakin' anthems and "nigga this, nigga that" some artist manage to create CONSCIOUS AND AWARE MUSIC in this day and age... GO FIGURE...
Maybe Hip-hop is NOT dead. Maybe the grass-root of it has been watered down to the point where it is now unrecognizable. It hasn't been totally lost, but turned into the melting pot that makes it what it needs to be in order for us to see that a revolution is necessary. Maybe it needs to be unrecognizable for us to be able to take it to the next respectable plateau of what it should be. Hip-hop is something that we have come to idealize as something that will never die. Consistancy is a nice concept but
the ONLY thing that ever remains constant is C H A N G E.
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