These Jokers Is Trippin'!

This is some sh*t I have been thinking about for the last week. Why is there such a lack of true, dependable people in the world? I can't count the number of muthaf*ckas who come to me hollering, "let me know when you got something poppin'!" What I can count is the number of these same muthaf*ckas who actually show up in support when you finally get something poppin'!!!



You are doing f*cking excellent in the world if you have five loyal folks in your life. More than likely four of those are family members that you can strong arm into supporting you but you go with it not wanting to have an empty house. You drag those five people around the world in intervals, thanking them incessantly. Your whole fan base soon knows their names. Before long though, all the b*tches who were yelling "let me know when you got something poppin'" want to know why you ain't give their sorry asses a shout out.

It's always the f*cks who do the least that want the most credit! They wanna stand in pictures with you, looking proud, like they birthed you. They wanna hand out business cards with your logo on it and their contact info, like they been hustling your sh*t longer than you have. They always wanna call you with other people on the phone like they have the inside track. They wanna take the stage with you when you are receiving your awards and accolades, like they were sweating and toiling with you, having sleepless nights pursuing your vision. I wonder if these phony sh*theads ever have a moment of guilt behind their shameless butt munching.

I just hope that I have never been thought of as the opportunistic piece of sh*t I am describing. I have tried to treat everyone with the consideration that I would want in return. I have tried never to take advantage of anyone. I have tried to be a nurturing and supportive friend to everyone I have referred to as such. I'm not perfect and so there are some who I still owe a great deal. When I can sufficiently repay their kindness and generosity, I shall. However, there will be more than a few muthaf*ckas who will be extremely bellicose when they find that "you gets nothing here!" Keep it moving b*tches, shop is closed and I'm NOT trippin'.

Bucking.

Okay, the question on my mind right now is, why does everything have to be a f*cking challenge with some muthaf*ckas? Can't I ask you to do something without it being a swipe or statement of how male you are?

I just wish dude would give up the psychological mind games. That sh*t is old and tired. It used to matter to me because I used to really care what he thought. Now, I'm so over that sh*t. I don't really give a f*ck if you think I am using you as the slave downstairs. So what if I am? You are either gonna do what I ask or not. It doesn't change a muthaf*cking thing. All it does is let me know what I need to do.

When will the madness cease?

Now, barring this silly muthaf*cka and his antics, I must pose the question...are government offices all on the same time management plan? I swear it seems like when you go to any government office (local, state or federal) these muthaf*ckas practice slow poking and a$$ dragging. That is until it's time for them to get off. Everything become urgent in that last hour. WTF? Is it a matter of respect? They seem to approach this sh*t as if their appointment is the only one you have for the day. Contrary to their belief a lot of us lowly, common, old citizens have other things to do besides occupy a chair in their office for hours on end. Seriously!! That's some bulljunk if I ever saw it!