Break This City [206-GOF-UCKY xOURSELF]'s Interests
General
We go hard. We go off. You go Boom. Homicides? Adam says 136. AJ says 150. You be the judge.
Music
Real or Fake? I don't even give a fuck.
Movies
ADD THESE MOVIES TO YOUR NETFLIX QUEUE!
-Idiocracy
-Blood In, Blood Out
-Wild At Heart / Blue Velvet
Television
Pants off Dance off. Any show with "I Love," "of Love," or "Next Top" in the title. More rappers too plz!!!
Books
Why does Johnny have two mommys.
Heroes
Casper Banjo!!! Pot Face. Anyone being tortured in a fireplace. Crunk Face. Anyone being held captive in a rape-basement. Partycrashasaurusrex. Casey Weldon Till. Jesus Jihad!? Your name is fucking crazy!!!
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bummer about desa. i guess i'm way out of the loop, didn't know about that shit until i heard the last btc episode. then later that night i went to toots' in crockett and they were playing ardent anthem right as i got there. made me emo. more emo than that song even.
AJ -Do you remember Jimmy Ray Poot, the kid who used to catch rats for us with a fishing pole and a can of Cheez Whiz? Well, he's daid. He caught some kind of animal that nobody can identify, and it ate him, and crawled back under the house.
On an entirely different note, I was wondering if you could ask Adam to come visit, and bring a fishing pole and a can of Cheez Whiz.
my friend, Adriana, and i cannot find your facebook and we have been searching frantically even though there is probably an obvious link somewhere on here or the Desa site. would you be so kind as to give a link to your facebook?
you know, we can't be skinny taking the hairs off Mexicans, what now that we've got the Indians out of the bay. And of course you don't want to go swimming in the bay cause, well that's where the Indians fish for the gosh-darned sand dollars and sand sharks. And they're not really Indians, they're just Pacific Islanders...
Now that [???] is dead, we can all ride skinny little Indians, yadidimean? Skinny little white boys...”
(trails off as he walks into the next car, still going)
Crazying hardest, or awesomeing best? I'll let you decide. This guy was on the SF-bound BART train as I rode to work Tuesday. I think he got on at Downtown Berkeley and he sat down across the aisle from me. I had on headphones so at first I didn't realize that he was talking, or rather monologue-ing, pretty much non-stop. What first alerted me to his presence was the strong smell of a fistful of unidentified herbs that he was chewing on between bouts of dropping nonsensical wisdom on his fellow passengers. I managed to discretely attach my mic to the iPod towards the end of his rant (or at least the part delivered in my car). I've done the best to transcribe what I heard. I really hope our paths cross again, next time I'll be ready.
“[???] and I'm not making this place any more [???] than you dumb loud guys who have deep voices.
You should read the bible more.”
*BART announcer says we're at McArthur*
“MacArthuuuhh...You remember President MacArthur? Of course not, it was President McKinley. MacArthur was a governor!
What am I doing on BART when everybody had a bad day? How can you not have a bad day if you're on BART? Whoa, there's a non-sequitur.”
*Doors are now closing*
“Shut up lady, all your doors are making me think you're an asshole! Or a Deuterotmen gnome. Wait a minute did he just say that all of us people were not only born with our buttockses first but that we are called Deuterotoman gnomes so we're all just gnomes from the book of Deutoronomy and that's as far as the dumbass Normans that walked across the Swiss Alps could get? Well then don't go down [???].
Any dumb lop could play with the cheerleaders on the cheerleading team if they just want to learn how to rap.
Next time a white guy calls you a lop, smack em with a Mexican's belt. Belt. Mexican's belt. Because,