Fuzzyroes is drunk again

[fuzzyroes]

I read Bobby Browns book and he said he was up all night with Mike Tyson just shittered and doing loads of blow with him before his big fight. It was the first big fight he lost and Bobby Brown still feels bad to this day.

[smashingjj]

what a fucking clown

[redbreegull]

I really enjoyed how the capstone to his argument was "and I'm also better with women than you are," even though I'm pretty sure that's not true either

[Cool As Ice Cream]

Originally Posted by fuzzyroes

You'd be amazed by how stupid the common person is these days.

i believe this.

[FlamingGlobes]

The last four pages or so of this thread is like watching a group of 16 year olds argue. "Rap sucks!" "No, you suck!"

Fucking glorious.

[FlamingGlobes]

Originally Posted by fuzzyroes

Women like a man who's decisive. A man who knows what he likes. No one respects a guy who says "I like a little bit of everything!"

Elph, you're with me on this aren't you? Don't you hate when you're talking to a young lady, and you ask her about what kind of music she likes and she says "ummm... I like a little bit of everything"

Fuck that noise!

For the love of god, Elph, answer the question!

[FlamingGlobes]

Posts like this should remind you of why you spend your Friday nights arguing about rap on the internet rather than, you know, fuzzing your roes.

[Elphenor]

I don't like hearing "I like everything" because it usually means "I like everything as long as it's very popular"

[Elphenor]

my gf likes hip hop and yugoslav coldwave though cuz she is rad

[vixnix]

What about The Roots?



Muffled sound of fist on flesh
Blows to chest
No breath
Air gasps
You ain't nothing but white trash, bitch!
With each hit, each kick, each, broken rib
Crack, crack!
Bones are crying
Mommy's crying and bleeding
And pleading
And then
Daddy wants to fuck
Dick hard, swelled with power rush
And as if all that wasn't enough
Mommy's seven months heavy with birth
As, Daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her bloodied ear
First, lullaby
First, son, will, ever, hear
And never forget
Mommy almost bled to death when she have him, finally
She'd already lost, three
Uterus-bruised, shredded, and weak
From being daily beat
And Friday nights were the worse and
Daddy never came with flowers
Instead he spent hours at some corner spot
With some bar pop named Cookie
Putting his thing down
Soiling Mommy's sheets with
Sweet, talk shit,
Cookie's cheap lipstick,
Hair grease, sperm, and Jezebel juice
To hell with the good news that
He was a father for the first time
His thirst for wine and women
Clouded his vision
No warm welcome for mother and son
Just
The rank smell of ass-crack, funk, and cum
But Mommy's prayerful strength-her best defense
She, burned the dirty linens
Made a fresh bed
Laid sleeping First Son down
And never made a sound
As she purged her scourge
With birth-blood and quiet tears
Watching as her fears and love and sacrifice
Lie there in his soft skin and new life
Breathing, dreaming, fresh from God's eye
Mommy's little survivor
Like, her
Mommy called crazy and scorned
Cause she two more born
One boy soon after
The girl much later and
Although they were both sung the same lullabies of hate
Her, First Son, the first one
Whose, womb-world was profaned
Came of age playing street games
With Stewie, Rezzie, and Little Brother
'Till his heart start to wither
In pain and shame
Blamed Mom for the wrong she let Daddy do to her
And him
Let, sins of the Father cause his innocence to wander
Found out amongst thieves
Chose to squander his dreams
Stopped believing in himself
Become prodigal with his life
Make impossible shit right with
Gang-ties, crime, lies
Erase wise, woeful words of Mother
Replaced them with absurdities of others
Who had also lost their way
Played a different kind of street game now
First Son plunged deep
Speak street-family vows
Espouse no causes but his own
See, he couldn't protect Mommy's neck from Daddy's grasp
Or, protect Mommy's ass from Daddy's wrath
Couldn't shield her ears from
Daddy's foul-mouthed, liquor-breath jeers
His only defense-served be confidence
Brown bottles housed his swift descent
Phones called cops on block frequent for his shenanigans
Now, Daddy and him twins in addiction
Driven to false-hearted heavens and friends
By liquefied demons
Had become what he despised from conception 'til end
Destined for a demise
Survived nine lives of staying high
Conning, jewelry-pawning, arrests, theft
Womanizing, only for money, never for sex
Bullet in chest, baseball bat to the head
Left for dead
So, eyes wide and glassy
Speech, slowed and slurred
Lips twitched with caked-up codeine candy
And mouth corners one December 24th
Mr. Hide and False Friend
Took final ride to suburban supplier
Shots were fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son blood-born
Lying alone in blood on cold floor
Death was the cause of
Returning to Innocence Lost
Baby 'Sis awake for dawn on Christmas morn
To Mommy's sobs and shakes
Daddy's silhouettes of regret
All past, omitted, and absolved by lost
As they clung to each other
Knowing

[slunken]

Originally Posted by Elphenor

my gf likes hip hop and yugoslav coldwave though cuz she is rad

lol i bet she has scene hair

[Elphenor]

unnaturally red hair

[FlamingGlobes]

What about her Roots?

[FoolofaTook]

what is yugoslav coldwave?

[fuzzyroes]

Originally Posted by Elphenor

unnaturally red hair

Post a pic, lets take a look at this young lady

[teh b0lly!!1]

Originally Posted by slunken

everyone stop trying to tear down fuzzy. let him exist.

not everyone has the same POV as you. get over it.

at a certain point it has more to do with your own insecurities than anything fuzzy actually says.

100%

[cork_soaker]

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[Ram27]

disconnected by your smile

[teh b0lly!!1]

[buzzard]

"Fuck Trump."
- Alex Jones, 2018.

[FoolofaTook]

fuzzy got muted? wherefore?

[FlamingGlobes]

[redbreegull]

it's a little early to be so deep in, yeah fuzz? isn't it around quarter after 5 there?

[fuzzyroes]

I'm stone cold sober brotherman

[redbreegull]

yeah like the last time you said that and then admitted you had been drunk later on after getting muted over your behavior?

[redbreegull]

I'm just wondering how you could be so drunk so early. Are you getting ready for work or something?

[fuzzyroes]

Don't be such a mean man RBG. We're similar folks, living a similar trudge in our place in life. We're both grunge guys.

You must understand, most of the times when I'm getting into it with you, I'm sitting here having a laugh. But I feel bad when it seems like you have this real anger towards me. Just taker easy man.

[redbreegull]

Originally Posted by fuzzyroes

We're similar folks

hahahahahaha

[fuzzyroes]

We really are. If you look at our places in life, our interests, there's not too many differences.

Perhaps it's part of the reason as to why we're both drawn to this particular social-media platform.

[redbreegull]

Originally Posted by fuzzyroes

We really are. If you look at our places in life, our interests, there's not too many differences.

Perhaps it's part of the reason as to why we're both drawn to this particular social-media platform.

I'm sorry that you are so insecure and unsure of your place in the world that you constantly have to seek a meaningful identity by trying to convince others they are similar to you, but we have nothing meaningful in common