Saturday, January 14, 2006




I must of dreamed a thousand dreams…
been haunted by a million screams…
I can hear the marching feet...
their moving into the street…
now did you read the news today…
they say the dangers gone away…
but I can still see the fire still alight…
they’re burning into the night…


There’s too many men…


There’s too many people…


Making too many problems…


And not much love to go around…


Can’t you see this is the…

LAND OF CONFUSION
Ay man let me’ask ya sumt’n… Ya’eva have one of dem’daiz where ya felt like you got rid of all dem bad seedz in ya life… Ya kna’meen like ya got ya paycheck… paid off a car note or sumt’n… juzt jumped out da sho’wa feel’n fresha’dan a mutha…
You mean pay off a Cadillac car note…?
Like a Cadillac… Like you ready to thro’a party like call ever’buddy ya’kno… Don’t even plan it… juzt do’it
In Compton we call that Spurr’ov da moment…
Well letz do it… Spurr’ov da moment

WUDA!

yes... you are now rocking with the best... DA SCHFITZ IZ BACK IN TAN...! After chill'axn for two weeks (isn't that how long ya take vacations for...?) from the blog... It was time to put in a lil work... HAPPY FELIZ MERRY MUBARAK NEW YEAR...! 2006... 10 years since I graduated High School... 10 years since I met Ilyne standing in the county line... i mean the uniform issue line in the cage at UCLA AFROTC... 10 years since I decided that 10 years from then I would be in Iraq...

Bwha wha what...? I can give it to ya but whacha gunna do wit it...?

No way did I think I was going to end up here... I just thought AFROTC had some cool people in it and a nifty hat... Nobody said anything about a war! let alone that super secret clause that says AFROTC can drop the F and be AROTC... aka ARMY ROTC... hua... air assault... rakkassans... air power my friends... AIR POWER! unless it hits the wrong building... different story for a different blog entry...

A quick update... oil has been crazy... why is that... CUZ IT AIN'T FLOW'n...! I must not be doing my job... I blame the wonder boy M-Lo... mrrr... Strikes... Threats... Pipes blown... Corruption... We have had the works... and I am tired... Tired Tired Tired...

Wrote a song about it... Wanna hear it...? here how it go...

There was some oil...

and it is burning....

aheeeeeeeeeeeeheehee

Anyways... I just wanted to let y'all clustaz ov bustaz know... The Schfitz iz back on the block... and ready to getacha boy... All new exciting dialogue and expeditions... Absolutely FREE... All you gatta do iz comment... time for the guilt trip...

We work 12-hour days min over here... after those 12 hours... we work out, shower, clean the building, try to maintain the membrane... I also blog... so we are not over here twiddling our thumbs thinking of what to write next... trying to make a country ova here... time is short and precious... my precious... ROWRRR ROWRR like Dungeon Dragon... so all we ask is that you respect our time and comment back if you read this thing... in shallah

IZ THAT AIIGHT WITCHU...?

we being... M-Lo Da wWwonder Llama... Da Magikillee Distinguished Shazaan-O... Mysteria R-Dl... 2-Ton Fig Newtonian KCisics... and guest starring Sugar Slick Sweets...

Well it is late... i gatta wake up early... so PEAZIE IN CLEEZE...

P.S.

you know you have been deployed too long with the army when you get excited by paper towels AND soap in the bathroom at the SAME TIME!

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

do u need me to send you soap and towels? :)

11:42 PM  

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