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-Condoms-
A man walks into a store with his son. He and his son happen to walk by the condoms when the son asks. "What are these dad?"
As he looks closely at the package he blatantly answers. "Why those are condoms son."
"Why are there 3 dad?"
"Well those are for high schoolers son. One for friday, one for Saturday, & one for Sunday."
As the son goes to put the package down, he notices another and shows it to his father.
"Why does this one have 6 dad?"
"Those are for collage boys son. Two for Friday, two for Saturday, & two for Sunday."
"WOW! There are 12 in this one!" The son exclaims as he grabs the last package on the shelf. "Who are these for!?"
"Well son...those are for married-men like me...one for January, one for February ..."
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-P.O.D. Youth of the nation-
-I have always loved this fucken song..it's deep man-
The last day of the rest of my life
I wish i would've known,
Cause i would've kissed my mama goodbye
I didn't tell her that i loved her and how much i care
Or thank my pops for all the talks,
And all the wisdom he shared
Unaware, I just did what i always do
Everyday, the same routine
Before I skate off to school
Who knew that this day wasn't like the rest
Instead of taking the test,
I took two to the chest
Call me blind, but I didn't see it coming
Everybody was running
But I couldn't hear nothing
Except gun blasts, it happened so fast
I didn't really know this kid
Though I sit by him in class
Maybe this kid was reaching out for love
Or maybe for a moment,
He forgot who he was.
Or maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged
Whatever it was,
I know it's because
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
Little suzy, she was only twelve
She was given the whirl
With every chance to excel
Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell
She might act kind of proud
But no respect for herself
She finds love in all the wrong places
The same situations
Just with different faces
Changed up her pace since her daddy left her
Too bad he never told her
She deserved much better.
Johnny boy always played the fool
He broke all the rules
So you would think he was cool
He was never really one of the guys
No matter how hard he tried
Often thought of suicide
It's kind of hard when you ain't got no friends
He put his life to an end
They might remember him then
You cross the line and there's no turning back
Told the world how he felt
With the sound of a gat
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
Who's to blame for the lives that tragedies claim
No matter what you say
It don't take away the pain
That i feel inside, i'm tired of all the lies
Don't nobody know why
It's the blind leading the blind
I guess that's the way the story goes
Will it ever make sense
Somebody's got to know
There's got to be more to life than this
There's got to be more to everything
I thought exists
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
For the music video of P.O.D.'s Youth Of The Nation: Go to http://www.youtube.c om/watch?v=4KQNx5bBM Kc
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-Blogging #2-
I know that there are some people out there that assume that I have 70+ posts because I have no life what-so-ever. Well your wrong, and fuck you! :D
I have thriving life full of friends, parties, & jam sessions to good tunes! On top of that I have a job that requires a lot of attention. This is just what I do with some spare time. Besides I got on here like what 2 or 3 days ago.
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-Music-
Music. It has got to be man-kinds greatest invention. When you think about it....there is nothing-else on earth that could capture...no..crysta llize a time and the feeling of that time. Nothing else that could trigger a memory. Nothing else that explains so clearly how someone feels inside. Music is the key to understanding people and the feelings they have. Never stop listening to music and never stop playing it. Weather your singing in the shower...or jammin' out with your garage band remember, it's all about the music. So next time that old guy says "turn that shit down" crank it up a notch and let hell break loose.
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-Kill-spots-
If you ever get into a fight and you really want to fuck someone up, then here's a few pointers on where to hit to really cause some damage.
Head and Neck
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-eyes
-nose
-adams apple
-temple
-side of neck
-nape
-upper-lip
-ears
-base of throat
-chin
Trunk
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-Solar plexus
-spine
-kidney
-collar bone
-stomach
-armpits
-floating ribs
-groin
Limbs
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-fingers
-ankle
-instep of foot
-knee
-shoulder
-elbow
-wrist
So good luck and hope you fuck em' up.
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