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I studied, in med. school, for a job as a gynecologist but my girlfriend told me to stop being such a fuckin' cunt!
I asked my doctor for a prescription she said, I have to see a neurologist! I told her, "Gimme a break doc it ain't like I'm asking a plumber to fuckin' circumcise me!"
LOVING YOU WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME BY WILLY 2/23/02 11:30 pm. A-Harp, Key of E, Slow Boogie. Well, my mama tried to tell me what a girl like you could do. I didn't believe her, then you made he words come true! Although she warned me my fool eyes refused to see. So I fell for you, now loving you will be the death of me! Just like most girls you promised to love me to death. Only little did I know it would be such a long, painful death! Only thing I'm guilty of is trying to love you in the first-degree. Is that why loving you is gone be the death of me?! You didn't kill me the first time you broke my heart. Not the next ninety nine times you left me out in the dark! And I kept coming back all the times you left me in misery. Which is why I say loving you will be the death of me! My daddy died when I was a young men. Mostly I listened to him still I fell short of his plan! He told me to find a good woman her love would set me free. Well, I found you and loving you will be the death of me!!!... "The Blues are the roots, and the other music are the fruits." One of Willie Dixon's favorite sayings, from I Am The Blues by Willie Dixon with Don Snowden (DaCapo, 1989)
Everybody says they look for personality over looks and money! That is pure unadulterated bullshit! Can you be happy with a fuckin' ugly guy in a refrigerator crate? But let's not forget it takes money to bury the dead!
I had a email discussion on County jails this weekend here is part of mine; "Nope that ain't country club living but is it supposed to be? LMAO shit if it was, the fuckin' overcrowding would be 10 times worse all the geeks tryin' to out geek each other LOL and of course on the sidelines would be us sayin' "shit fuckin' new jails are bullshit I fuckin' remember..." ROTFLMAO thanks you fuckin' know who!
later today, give or take, at noon! I'm going back to the fuckin' way it came from factory! I know I been pissin' and moanin' about this so it's time to change shit! I think I have all I need on CDs, prolly wrong but fuck it, so today and for I don't know how long I'll be offline, trying to get shit from laptop here so won't be on that either! But when, and if, I come back it will be with renewed funnies so keep it wet and warm!
Government sponsored "wars," i.e., on Poverty, Drugs, or anything else are a convienient way for them to get money from us and keep a fuckin' job! What's next? The fuckin' "war on Stupidy?" Yeah ok, that is a fuckin' never ending battle! But 10,000 new jobs created!
Today, this year w/etf, just started but is the worst fuckin' one since yesterday! But a crazy gypsy woman said, accordin' to my horoscope, taro-cards, and weegi board it will only be half as bad as tomorrow! Gee I can't fuckin' wait!
Differences 'Tween a Fuckin' Genuine Redneck and a Jeff Foxworthy Type By Willy Willys cynical thought for the fucking day; This was posted, on dizzay! There is a little of both in us ALL! These kinds of Raps, the fuckin' old meaning no hip hop, at one time, were popular! I remember, in '72 or so, a comic warming up the crowd, before the band I don't remember who, where, or what but this is, roughly a line from, his take on differences "Between Real Hippies and a Mail Order, puters filled a 2 car garage, Hippy!" He said, "Both wear tie died T-shirts but real hippies make their own and wear the dye on their hands for weeks, a Mail Order Hippy buys them, on unshrinkable guaranteed not to fade T-shirts!" I, almost, pissed my fuckin' pants! Looking down on the ink on my hands! I thought, I'll make up a bunch and sell them, no fuckin' problem! Shit I had, still may have, a bunch of them, never sold one! Guess which one I was... Differences 'Tween a Fuckin' Genuine Redneck and a Jeff Foxworthy Type By Willy Ok first of all there are, a few, similarities; Both like BIG trucks, drinkin' beer and talkin' shit! But; a Foxworthy type keeps his truck spotless, has a fuckin' appointment at the car wash, has the newest tires BIGGEST fuckin' wheels and tires sold! Of course to anybody within hearing he'll piss and moan about "how much those motherfuckers at the auto parts/tire house charge" but when the newest and latest tires come out he'll be there credit card in hand to buy! A genuine red neck gives less than a fuck about dirt on the truck or inside! It's his fuckin' truck you should mind ya own goddamn bidddiness! And if you try to straighten his shit out he will say, something like, "Oh deer we have anudder fuckin' Martha Stewart trainee!" As he hauls off and bitch smacks your faggot ways into next week! Then we have drinkin' beer, both like it but a Jeff type orders Heineken or another import, a born an bred redneck will look at that saying, something like, "Both go in the same hole and out the, same, fuckin' pipe!" As he gulps down another Bud! At a bar a Jeffery type will sit in the non smoking section, when they still had them, a true 'neck is up at the bar smokin,' drinkin,' and coppin' feels from the fuckin' cute waitress! Jeffery kinds have their curfew and head home before "they get in trouble!" The real ones have been known to "close down the bar" and a few have "opened the fuckin' bar" when the owner finds them sleeping! And, of course, both like to talk shit! A Foxworth kind talks about his boss, his pension, the price of shit today, ALL the pussy he ever had, etc., but keeps an eye out for his wife or Mommy! A gin-u-wine 'neck talks shit about his wife, Country Music, NASCAR, Harley Davidson bikes and others! He ain't afraid of his wife but if his Mom is there he'll remember the black eye she gave him! Ok this is a few hours wasting fuckin' time writing this shit! Are there any genuine 'necks or just a bunch of Foxworthy fags? I'm open to suggestions on more... A funny video, was sent, but, in my book, none of them are the fuckin' 'real thing!'
Ok she may know who but same thing applies to all women! :-) A cynical Willyism for the fucking day; This is my, Bluesified, version of the, country, video! Thanks hoss! Every musician that ever been, from the first banging a rock, has wanted to see tits! To long I fuckin' know! Imagine being in a smoke filled bar, people downin' shorts and a little dancing going on! My band, plugs in, and I step up to the mic! Blow an intro and sing this fuckin' Shuffle/Boogie! SHOW ME YOUR TITS By WILLY SENKIWSKY 7/8/07 10:00 am; C Harp, Key of G, Boogie/Shuffle starts slow and goes from there! Harp Intro For this song I may get hit Ok if your boyfriend gives me a hit My message to all ladies is show me your tits! I don't mind if they only a zit I care not if they say their a zit I'm serious Honey show me your tits! I ain't the first and won't be the last Everybody now, tomorrow, and the past! But I got the testicles to say it Ain't ever been a musician didn't like tits! Spoken; Except the drummer Guitar Solo Show them plums without a pit I wanna see some plums with no pit C'mon Sweetheart I wanna see your tits! I ain't your ma I ain't and won't tell ma C'mon show me your tits without a bra! I knew this chick name of Ellen She never failed to show her melons! Big and round, no silicone in it Was ready when I said; show me your tits! Piano Solo And guys we got some too (Show my pierced nipple) Not only ladies we got em too Umm interesting my show me your tit Blues! In the days this would be a hit On FM radio this would be a hit C'mon Darlin' show me your tits! I know how to make it better Stop hiding your jugs under sweater! Alright I am crazy I'll admit But I only see, about, half ya tits! I knew this girl Maria Then there was Maria With knockers like that ya couldn't help but see her! A lot of people say I'm full of shit I know lots of y'all say I'm full of shit I'm serious as cancer show me your tits!!!... Blah, blah, fuckin' blah! Copyright 2007 Willy Senkiwsky -- All Rights Reserved -- Unauthorized Duplication Prohibited "Life is like music, it must be composed by ear, feeling and instinct, not by rule! Nevertheless one had better know the rules, for they sometimes guide in doubtful cases, though not often!" --Samuel Butler (1612-80), English poet, Author
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