Yo' peepz, what's happenin'. ?
I'm an alpha-male directly from the exotic, freakin' fantastic lands of Portugal, yeah.
I came here, since Portugal's been gettin' preeeeeety~ popular with this forum and all of that shiz, at least, that's what my homies down the neighborhood. But I just recently moved to North America.
I believe in Jesus and God 'n' stuff, but I have a question to you all my dear recent-friends.
Where's god's face?
Like..Like..I see his son like, EVERYWHERE, but his dad's non-existant, someone mind tellin' me what's up with 'dat?
P.S Please, dudes, don't go LORD and CASTRATION and BAN on my rectum 'cuz of my language, I am not a nigra, I just find writing like this quite amusing, 'n' stuff.
P.S2: I also have 'sum stories to share with you guys, if you don't mind.
It was all on this day, like very weird, y'know? Rainin' hard and stuff, lightning and everything.
I was walkin' down the street, then I see these 3 guys, one with a bat, I think, and the other holding a wounded man.
Then as I got near, those guys looked at me, and by god! Some dog barked like: Bark!Bark!; and I almost sh*t ma' pants, seriously..
I then hear some screams, as I started to run further and further away from 'da crimescene, and I reach home and told this to my mom.
She got scared, and said: " You're moving with your auntie and uncle in bel-air".
I begged and pleaded with her the other day, but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way.
She gave me a kiss and she gave me my ticket, I put my walkman on and said I might aswell kick it!
First class: "Yo this is bad, drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of bel-air livin' like? Hmm.. this might be alright!"
"I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said 'fresh' and had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare,
but I thought: " Now forget it, yo holmes to bel-air!"
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabby: "yo, holmes smell ya' later".
I Looked at my kingdom and I was finally there, to settle my throne as the prince of bel-air.
Weird uh?
P.S3: "Jesus appeared in my dream, and told me to do a 'barrel roll'
Haha, anyone one of you peepz mind tellin' me what the darnation is that!? So I can do it and follow his orders for salvation.
I'm an alpha-male directly from the exotic, freakin' fantastic lands of Portugal, yeah.
I came here, since Portugal's been gettin' preeeeeety~ popular with this forum and all of that shiz, at least, that's what my homies down the neighborhood. But I just recently moved to North America.
I believe in Jesus and God 'n' stuff, but I have a question to you all my dear recent-friends.
Where's god's face?

Like..Like..I see his son like, EVERYWHERE, but his dad's non-existant, someone mind tellin' me what's up with 'dat?
P.S Please, dudes, don't go LORD and CASTRATION and BAN on my rectum 'cuz of my language, I am not a nigra, I just find writing like this quite amusing, 'n' stuff.
P.S2: I also have 'sum stories to share with you guys, if you don't mind.
It was all on this day, like very weird, y'know? Rainin' hard and stuff, lightning and everything.
I was walkin' down the street, then I see these 3 guys, one with a bat, I think, and the other holding a wounded man.
Then as I got near, those guys looked at me, and by god! Some dog barked like: Bark!Bark!; and I almost sh*t ma' pants, seriously..
I then hear some screams, as I started to run further and further away from 'da crimescene, and I reach home and told this to my mom.
She got scared, and said: " You're moving with your auntie and uncle in bel-air".
I begged and pleaded with her the other day, but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way.
She gave me a kiss and she gave me my ticket, I put my walkman on and said I might aswell kick it!
First class: "Yo this is bad, drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of bel-air livin' like? Hmm.. this might be alright!"
"I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said 'fresh' and had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare,
but I thought: " Now forget it, yo holmes to bel-air!"
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabby: "yo, holmes smell ya' later".
I Looked at my kingdom and I was finally there, to settle my throne as the prince of bel-air.
Weird uh?
P.S3: "Jesus appeared in my dream, and told me to do a 'barrel roll'
Haha, anyone one of you peepz mind tellin' me what the darnation is that!? So I can do it and follow his orders for salvation.
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