Have Filament, Will Snap.
Ed Gein will have nothing on me.
Recipe for 'hip-hop', or for those of you older than the Olsen twins, Modern Rap:
Loop a rythm track. Endlessly.
Loop a simple melody, very simple, usually a sample of something that was once very good. Endlessly.
Yell an ebonic catch phrase. Endlessly.
Have a guest Rapper yell a 'Yeah' and loop. Endlessly.
Voila. Hip Hop.
Where the filament snapped
Okay. I work a night or two for an electronics retailer. It's all about the discount. You have no idea what incentive the chance to purchase all your electronics and entertainment items at cost is. But, it is retail, and retail means young kids, and young kids means pop. After about an hour of some nameless employee going to our online jukebox and putting in Lil' Wayne, Lil' Snappy, Lil' fuckwad with a menacing scowl on the jewel case artwork, or whatever, I'd had it. I walked up to the employee who had the run of the department in which this kiosk was located, and told her that if I had to hear this crap all night long, whoever was plugging it in would walk out of there with a split lip and a busted short rib.
Hindsight: 20/20
This employee is the picture of beauty, class, and a lady. But what if her taste in music happened to be hip hop? It was her department, right? In all likelihood, I just threatened serious bodily harm to this woman. Man, what an asshole. That's what this crap does to me.
Ed Gein, you may have some competition.
If ever I become deranged by a prolonged PCP bender, or just take my roommate's metal music very, very, seriously, I've got a new twist to an old and highly publicized undertaking. Serial Murder. You've seen the Boston Strangler, Hillside Strangler, Jack the Ripper, Night Stalker, and Son of Sam. The next one will be the Rapper Tapper. Yes. Double Tap, center head. They are conducting public feuds with each other and getting shot up enough that I think I can bag about three dozen before my trail becomes hot, then it's a trip to Columbia to hire my gun hand out to the highest bidder.....
Disclaimer:
Drugs and Drug Dealers are super double ungood bad, unless they will pay you exorbinant amounts of cash for trigger time.
Recipe for 'hip-hop', or for those of you older than the Olsen twins, Modern Rap:
Loop a rythm track. Endlessly.
Loop a simple melody, very simple, usually a sample of something that was once very good. Endlessly.
Yell an ebonic catch phrase. Endlessly.
Have a guest Rapper yell a 'Yeah' and loop. Endlessly.
Voila. Hip Hop.
Where the filament snapped
Okay. I work a night or two for an electronics retailer. It's all about the discount. You have no idea what incentive the chance to purchase all your electronics and entertainment items at cost is. But, it is retail, and retail means young kids, and young kids means pop. After about an hour of some nameless employee going to our online jukebox and putting in Lil' Wayne, Lil' Snappy, Lil' fuckwad with a menacing scowl on the jewel case artwork, or whatever, I'd had it. I walked up to the employee who had the run of the department in which this kiosk was located, and told her that if I had to hear this crap all night long, whoever was plugging it in would walk out of there with a split lip and a busted short rib.
Hindsight: 20/20
This employee is the picture of beauty, class, and a lady. But what if her taste in music happened to be hip hop? It was her department, right? In all likelihood, I just threatened serious bodily harm to this woman. Man, what an asshole. That's what this crap does to me.
Ed Gein, you may have some competition.
If ever I become deranged by a prolonged PCP bender, or just take my roommate's metal music very, very, seriously, I've got a new twist to an old and highly publicized undertaking. Serial Murder. You've seen the Boston Strangler, Hillside Strangler, Jack the Ripper, Night Stalker, and Son of Sam. The next one will be the Rapper Tapper. Yes. Double Tap, center head. They are conducting public feuds with each other and getting shot up enough that I think I can bag about three dozen before my trail becomes hot, then it's a trip to Columbia to hire my gun hand out to the highest bidder.....
Disclaimer:
Drugs and Drug Dealers are super double ungood bad, unless they will pay you exorbinant amounts of cash for trigger time.
1 Comments:
you need to watch out for your roommate's metal music. it's pretty harsh.
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