“Funny is that gay men and hip-hoppering negros have a lot in common. They like expensive clothes, shiny stuff, and love getting the fruitiest drinks in the club.”

I have a an idea of what he was trying to say, as far as the “no homo” preface being used by straight men if they have to to say it to make the point that their not gay then they need to find another way of getting their point across The irony is that the one’s going around saying it are the same ones wearing their pant below their ass showing the world their dirty drawz, if that’s not gay then I don’t know what is, why would a straight guy want to walk around showing his ass. Is it me or are staright guys more fixated on what gays do sexually than us gay men are.

There’s more to gay men than being fashionable, drinking fruity drinks, snapping fingers, and going to Patti LaBelle concerts, some of us actully play ball, ride bikes, drink beer and don’t give a damn about fashion.

Props to you bruah; if this act was to be consistant, many (not all of course) would have to chant this phrase while walking with the new “trend” of the tight jeans and daily muffin top display… Yet, that again would not help. My point is that contradictory is throughout and it’s even more unfortunate how so many of my brothas are contradicting themselves by these words/seeds spoken… especially when stated in front of our children.

Continue sharing greatness man. 100.

Champ-ion (google me; illestchamp)

Peace, peace! he is not dead, she doth not sleep-
She hath awakened from the dream of life-
‘Tis we, who, lost in the stormy visions keep
With phantoms an unprofitable strife,
And in mad trance strike with our spirit’s knife
Invulnerable nothings.-We decay
Like corpses in a charnel; fear and grief
Convulse us and consume us day by day,
And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay.
The One remains, the many change and pass;
Heaven’s light forever shines, Earth’s shadows fly;
Life, like a dome of many coloured glass,
Stains the white radiance of Eternity,
Until Death tramples it to fragments.-Die,
If thou wouldst be with that which thou dost seek!
Follow where all is fled!-Rome’s azure sky,
Flowers, ruins, statues, music, words are weak
The glory they transfuse with fitting words to speak.

Back in *da* DAY…OG’s sticking up mom & pops stores INSTEAD of FDIC insured banks–kidnapping and RAPING 15-year-old GIRLS in the name of “pimpin’”—YO Snoop…WE got some 1-on-1′ing to DO…motherfaggot