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Street Food Can Be Rough On You

That What Makes It So Damn Good. Street Kracka. Not Just For After Hours.

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A Demun's Sunset

The ghost only stays if you feed it your tears, And guard the dead vows you have carried for years. But hands that are empty are finally free, To unlock the chains between you between me.

The altar of sorrow is left in the past, The shadows dissolve as the light breaks at last. No longer a captive to what could have been, The future is wide and the healing begins.

So rise from the ashes of all that was burned, With scars the souvenir pain of wisdom learned. The promise was broken, the fiction is through, But out of the ruins, still my Demun's coup.

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THUG LIFE

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THIS IS ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS‼️ A YOUNG BLACK MAN STEALS AN EXPENSIVE SPORTS CAR - THAT THE OWNER HAD LEGALLY PARKED BY THE CURB. The owner parked the car, locked it up, and got a ride home - because the car was having brake problems.

The black kid stole the car. He drove the car recklessly, going over 90 MPH. He crashed the car and died. His family sued the car owner for $5 million. A completely f*cked up Judge awarded the family $3.5 million.🙄🫣😳

That Judge should be immediately removed from the bench and disbarred !!!!!😠🤬🤮

#BlackFatigue

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The Look That Say....

You Like This Bull Dick In Ya. Say It. Louder. Again.

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Catch Of The Day

Bro Beach Brought In Using Modelo Lure and Standard Bobber on Thin Line Reel During High Tide. Suck and Release Cruelty Free Hook Used.

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Rich White People Problems or Better Call Guzzy. (Part Two)

How Guzzy Got A Job. The long Story.

Sometimes, The Flying Fickle Finger of Fate just drops shit. By accident or perhaps a loose grip…anything really. It's like Amazon: Sometimes a package land at your door that wasn't supposed to go to your door and maybe after you shake it a bit begin to think about keeping it even tho it clearly belongs so far down the hill and NOT here it really be a bitch to wind that far down mountain on a 1 and a 1/2 lane half paved half rock slide road just to drive a package to Bobby Lunchbucket's house. Who happen to live in the one damn rural xUrbburb that has no easy way there unless your two there's are a morning commute to Your Urban Edge Trendy Office Building Full of Real Estate Agents and/or Angry Bitch Yoga Zoomba Classes followed by the reverse commute 1/4th the way uphill to the 4000 sq ft house you never could have afforded had you stayed in The Bay. But much less expensive on The Hill because The Hill Has No Jobs. Well, that and the fact that your husband kept his Bay Job to get the house and 'Is only going to have to commute to The Bay Monday thru Thursday and Work From Home on Friday for a year or so until my new Real Estate Agent Hoe thing pops for me. And really its not so bad the four hours each way. Its the train. Only makes a couple stops and wink wink none of them are Oakland or, eww, I can't even, ugh, Vallejo. He can sleep, go to the snack car and really relax. Maybe get a Mocha'.

Bitch Puuleeze. We all heard that same lame ass story from every Bougie Flatlander in a Lexus. Ever. Gonna last 6 months before he start missing that train more and more often and either A. Got on The Bay Train going INTO the full city and 45 minutes later sucking a dick in The Castro or B. Sleeping in his office after banging a bitch version of himself who said 'I'm not doing that muffukking late ass 4 hour train again tonight imma stay here and interface (fuck) with Brayden because he really knows the struggle'. Of being trapped by a $450,000 yr job at Facesnappagram and a $13,000 a month mortgage payment on a 4000 square foot home that cost the same as your old 400 square foot third floor walk up in The Bay. With a view of Treasure Island and a $800.00 a month parking space so tight you could only open one door. 'Wait for me by The Dude With The Sign and You Can Jump In. Don't Make Direct Eye Contact Sweetie He Prob Lives In Marina Green and Makes Bank Working Game on Pacific Heights Residents. I bet He Has a LUCID!'

No. He don't Tech Bro with free breakfast lunch dinner and laundry service at Facesnappagram. He lives on the ventilation grate of the commuter subway train station. At night, if you tie the corners of a blanket to the grate, the heat rises into your little blanket balloon and kinda keeps some of the cold, wet, foggy ocean air that rips up the canyons of buildings and steep hills of impossible climbs upon which The City is built at bay. You don't see Him shivering at night because you cannot imagine being unable to cough up $4000 a month for a studio in - gasp - SOMA but beggars can't be choosers he should make do I mean bro we PAY 12k.for our condo we should be so LUCKY to only do 4 a month I mean PLEASE.

He can't do 4 large. First. Last. Deposit plus Transfers, etc…..15k gets you keys IF your credit score 700 and above. If not, Contact Us for Special Programs for People We Gonna Fuck The Shit Out Of Until They Bleed The Deposits; Lube Courtesy of 23% Interest Rate Special Program Loan payable in 48 monthly installments conveniently billed with your 4k rent. (Tilts head and makes Because Our Corp Owner Cares Face That Will Be $5250.00 today including the $50 monthly trash service and our $50 monthly fee to hold your Amazon packages so they not at the door could trip people danger)

Blank Stare. Grabs Blanket. Unfolds Sign. Hopes No Straight Dudes From The Suburbs Are Out At The Brew Pubs and In A Mood To Fuck With My Bubble Blanket Tent On The Metal Grate off 6th And Market. Kinda Tucked Back Sorta Invisible But Never Enough. Think I'll Save My Sandwich Until After The Bars Close So I Don't Throw It Up When Drunk Bro Decides To Snatch My Blanket and Kick Me Awake. Then You Really Got Nothing To Look Forward To But The Cruel Mercy of Daylight When You Become Literally Invisible To The THOUSANDS of Mocha Holding Heads With Backpacks Swarming The Streets. Those Mochas look warm and nice. That Lady is Really Pretty. That Man Looks Really Really Tired. Bet He Rides In From Somewhere with Nice Trees, Maybe a Little Village Where Kids Are Named Brooklyn or Savannah and Go To Swim Meets in a Suburban with Their Name or Pom Pom Number On The Back Window. That Sounds Nice. At Least That's What I Think It Looks Like. But Can't Really Find Out Because I Am Not Human In The Daylight. And Even When The Sun Goes Down, I'm Still Not Human….Only Meat Standing On Polk Wondering Which 35 to 55 Year Old White Dude From The Burbs or Pacific Heights Will Get Off Hard By Shoving His Big Dick Into My 14 to.17 Year Old Body While Shoving My Face Into A Pillow While He Sweats and Grunts and Tells Me How Worthless I Am For Not Relaxing Cause He Giving Me 50 Bucks Earn It Bitch.

Actually, Mr. Chomo, Its $450.00 Because a Demun Clocked You Strong Arm Jumped Your Ass As You Were Slinking Out The Room Door and That What Was Left In Your Wallet (Along with several grams of sparkly fine and pure Suburb Powder) After Tossing $50 Onto The Stained Sheet. Then the Demun came into the door just exited; looking like a tatted up youth authority and drunk daddy punching bag expelled from heroin junkie mother that lived as a family in a truck camper parked under the giant spider vein off and on ramps that say 'Happy Family Suburbs and Suburbans THIS Way 1 to 6 Hours Ahead. Bridge Toll $38.00. No Poor People. Humans ONLY' kind of hard thing that can't cry but really really really would like to SOMEDAY but for now Baby get up we have to GO. No time for shower but grab some towels and the soap. He ain't gonna do nuthin….he won't wanna explain to the pigs or his wife or his fucking god damned bro backpack HR department what he just did but I was so pissed…so pissed mad you know how i am…I KNEW he would be THAT kinda fucking sick pig and I couldn't STOP. I Snapped. Shhhh…Shhh..Its Ok. Its Over. I Handled That Shit…But Mighta Went Little Overboard. But He Was Screaming You Heard It I HAD to SHUT. FOOL. DOWN. FUCK! Just Give Up The Muffukkin Wallet Clown Get Back In Your Lexus or Whatever and God Damn Bounce Faggot Fuck! Like You Don't Have More on Your Damn Dryer From Out Your Stupid $1000. backpack. FUCK! Baby No. No Tears No No Not Yet. No Shaking. That's a Bust. A huge Tell. But Listen I PROMISE You Can Climb Into My Hoodie and Cry Or Shake Ill Get A Sandwhich For You ok? But Right Now…Babe…Look At Me Please Look At Me Im Not Ever Gonna Do That To You You Know That But Please Baby I NEED you to Pull Up and We Walk Out Like You On Your Way To Pacific Heights. You Went To The Library To Study and Now Going Home For Dinner. I NEED YOU TO DO THIS RIGHT NOW. Dont Look Just Eyes Up Head Up Sing That Number Song About a Pie ok? You Look Like a Edgy Pacific Heights School Boy With Your Little Korean Hooker Frog Backpack and The Egg Beater Hair. BLEND. When You Hit Market, Get On ANY bus or street car heading to SOMA. Put This Money In Your Shoe. We Have To Split Up NOW But Ill See You in 45 Min Maybe Bit Over A Hour Tops. Promise. Ill Walk Couple Blocks Down Market Back But Gonna Hit 6th From The Other Side By The Ramps I Need To Ditch This Hoodie and Got Another One Stashed At The Camper It Ok He Passed Out By Now And Mom Won't Remember Me Once She Nods Out. Ill Snatch Her EBT Card if She Hadn't Already Traded It For The Black. Now GO Please Baby Go NOW.

Not exactly how I met Bossman but all that came flooding back as I made my way down the hill to The Bougie xurbburb That I Pretend To Hate But Is Actually Really Pretty and Clean and Little Girls Go To American Girl For A Doll With Hair Styled Like Hers and Little Boys Never Have To Take It Up The Ass For School Lunch Money and A Stupid Frog Backpack. They Go To School With Their Best Friend They Secretly In Love With, Graduate With Honors and Later Reject Consumerism By Moving Up The Hill and launching a Limited Bottle Vineyard and Post Pictures of Sunsets and Their English Springer Spaniel Fur Babies. They use the word 'Intentional' about everything and can still chew with their back teeth.

Letting Ones Mind Wander While Driving Mountain Roads Always a bad Idea

Bobby Lunchbucket was getting his Muffukkin package BACK Got Dammit.Stay in your lane Bobby and How TF Your Dried Pineapple Chunks or Whatever Ended Up ON MY PORCH, FOOL? The MAILMAN refuses to come down my 12% grade of muck mud makeshift creek and AMAZON TRUCK EATER road so HOW…HOLY FUCK WHAT THE FUCK PLEASE BRAKES MORE BRAKES SWERVE DONT HIT THAT DONT GO OFF CLIFF OH FUCK OH FUCK NO STOP NOW FUCK TELL ME THAT WASNT A PERSON PEOPLE CANT FLY AND IF THEY COULD WOULD DEF NOT LAND LIKE THAT. And WHY is this BITCH SCREAMING Now Takes Off Like A Motherfucker in Her NEW Suburban? Oh Gawd. No. That Can't Be A Dude Please Mr Dude Please Be OK Your Cycle Is Smashed Up Over There But You Don't Look Right FUCK No Service HELP! No Help. Brother You Gonna Be Ok Imma Stay Here With You Until A Car Comes. Ill flag them down and ask if they have any signal or go have them go back up to 5 mile and get the fire station dudes for help. But imma stay here. Im getting a blanket and some water from my truck Brotherman. You gonna be good. We get you fixed up and when you better we gonna find that bitch. Ill go with you cause she'll remember my face and ugly ass truck so what's your name dude I'm Kanton but people usually call me Guzzy or Special K or even Hey Fat Ass With Egg Beater Hair Be Right Back With Blanket Homie You Gonna Be Good.

Get Blanket. Grab Water. Big Ass First Aid Kit That Made Me Feel Responsible When Buying It So Got One For Demun's Big Ass White Trash Bro Dozer Truck But A Junkie Stole It and Sold It At The Park. Then I Stole It Back From Some Punk MF and Now Have Two Which Seemed To Have Worked Out Kinda Well Considering Current Events.

Dude. WHERE THE FUCK IS DUDE? FRESNO! THERE WAS A DUDE JUST RIGHT HERE!! BRO!??? Fresnooooo!

Noise. Strange Noise. WT Actual Fuck. Dude…No. Brother I really dont think its a good idea to be Up WALKING Bro. Please sit or lay or walk with me to my truck and its got a fold down seat since you up ill drive you downhill to real hospital. Please Brother, whatever you trying to do with your bike PLEASE just let me do it for you. Maybe you can chill with my blue nose his name Fresno and he's warmed up to you quick I got treats you can give him in the truck he'll lay there with you. He saw you fly Bro. We sure as fuck hell didn't see THAT coming Dude. Great overhead but didn't quite stick the landing.

You don't want to go to hospital? You don't want to go to fire station. You don't wanna go smack the hoe either but ain't willing to leave your smashed up bike here. Too heavy to get it in my truck alone. Don't flag anyone down. Oh. Fuuuq. Why didn't you say something earlier, Fool. You on Revocable or Whatever Just Like Absconding? I GOT you Bro. I Know All These Canyons and Where You Can Chill Hide Whatever It All Good I Been Down. I Got You. Oh…You Ain't None of That? Bro did you.hit your head again maybe had a bird strike cause you had me winch the wreck into the bar ditch and cover it with a shit ton of pine branches Like im playing Bucky Fuckin Biker Beaver…I Don't Get It. Don't Have to But Might Could Help to Help You. Oh. You a very private kinda Brother. Ok, yeah, you seem like a quiet shot caller type. Just no ink. And perfect haircut. And oh that's a cool looking watch good to see it didn't break. Its made for flying? Cool. So where can I take you new private friend? Hungry? Need some of The Sour Diesel? I don't partake but if you roll the window down and blow smoke out back we cool there like a zip back there in that pillow Fresno on. He'll move. Home? Ok Guzzy Can Do. Where You Live? Oh. We A LONG way from LA Bro. Get comfy. Oh you have a cabin up hill? Cool. I'm up at The Gap. I'm the 49th resident of 49. No one leaves there. You close? Wait….where?? You on the Crystal Side? That's a good one Homie. There ain't nothin on that side the lake but Billionaires and Breast Implants and….shut up guzzy. Do the Math Guzzy. Stop talking Guzzy. He doesn't talk like you. His teeth could light a trail. Throw Big Expensive Bike in Bar Ditch Drop A Pin He Gonna Have People Come Back. The hair that looks parted like with precision ginsu knife and does dude even have a single fucking sweat gland and is he always gotta do that stare thru you and not say anything??? Bro kinda a creeper but whatever we can drive back up hill two hours away from Bobby Lunchbucket gonna be even later package so long as maybe serial killer with imaginary 'cabin' in Crystal don't cut me into Bear chunks at the next bar ditch. So Broman….how you doing back there. You and Fresno snored a bit and he never sleeps with anyone but me so he like you we gonna roll into Crystal in bout 5. Holler out your address to the Nav so We Good.

Umm. Never mind the Nav. I know where that road is Bro. Beautiful how it skirts right along the cliff line in places and the lake view is so blue and clear its like…..Paradise. Now how far are down before the Big Muffukkin Gate At The End? Oh. The Code is WHAT? Dude that like Pi. Yo, Brother, there like all these Dudes Coming my Way and They Look Pissed. Homeboy I ain't one to fuck with. I prob won't get em all but this bullshit. That pig faced one with the neck one gonna be first to take a 9 shell to the faceneck got dammit I just wanted to RETURN A FUCKING PACKAGE and now got some pissed off looking moose men, A flying sociopath in my fucking truck and he sleeping with my Dog. Only thing I fucking got is that dog and A fucking package for Bobby J. Lunchbucket who is looking right now for his dried fruit rings and big bounty roll. FUCK ME.

OH. You are MR Dude? So what you couldn't have called a helicopter?! Kidding but still need to get Dude his shit and imma need some.gas to get down hill and back AGAIN. Not so sure I wanna fly with you given the needs improvement landing skills but maybe one of these goon guys could bungee out the chopper and drop package on porch. That big one got a sturdy ass looking neck. IF that's what it is. Really.resembles more of a trapazoid with a mouth on top. Bet he could drop parachute rides at the fair off that thing. He seems constipated or something. Looks a tad flush about the Bungee comment….my bad keep driving HOLY MOTHER OF BEEJEBUS WHO TF DROPPED A GLASS HOTEL OUT HERE? DID IT.COME OFF BUNGEE NECK PREFAB IN PARTS OR JUST ONE BIG OZ STYLE DROP ON HIS SISTER? I Mean Fuck Dude. How you do those windows. Robots? Wow. Can I drive one real quick? They just roll up THE WINDOWS like Spiderman pissing Windex and holding a squeegee??

Oh. Its your Cabin. Guzzy Shut Up Now. Not a hotel. Dont.Touch. Anything. Shake Hand Say Glad You Ok Good Talking To You. Those 15 sentences were, uncomfortable yet engaging. Then Go Guzzy Go….

THATS HOW A DUMBASS ENDS UP WITH A JOB ALL BECAUSE A PACKAGE ENDED UP SOMEHOW ON MY PORCH AND IT WASNT THERE TO BLOW UP Guzzy. MAYBE NO NECK DUDE MOONLIGHTING AS REALLY BAD INSTACART DUDE. I dunno. Life always been weird on the Guzzy Express.

Get A Bag Menace. Don't Do Like Guzzy.