steam rooms are gross
I have been going to the steam room here at my school for a week or so. I got to thinking i am just sitting in sweat. And not just my sweat but other peoples sweat as well. It is really gross. But it doesn't sloe me down at all. Anyway my life hasn't been to exciting. Just doing school work and thinking about how much more work i am going to have to do over the summer. I do not enjoy finding a job over the summer. But i do enjoy the money i get once the job is over.
I am listening to DMX right now. I think it is funny that i enjoy some of this hard core gangsta rap. I have never rolled up "30 deep". I have never had to "fire back" never been on the corner "dealing" so i think there needs to be a hardcore hick rapper.They could come up with sayings like "gutting a deer" or "rolling up in my skida" Talk about skoal and Bud. Then this hick rapper could get a huge fallowing from all the hicks who secretly enjoy rap but they can't relate to it. I think i need to get a system in my sweet ride. I think my grandparents need to get a system in there car. Picture this:
My grandfather all 5'5 of him pulls up to a stop light in Caribou. To his left are the bad teens of caribou and they got there arms out the window and their rap music blazing thinking they are tuff. My grandfather gives them a smile and a wave then he reaches his hand to the switch on the dash board. BOOM! His car drops six inches and starts to bounce a little. Two huge sub woofers pop out the back and start blaring the sweet sounds of Hank Williams, and Willie Nelson. Now i think that is what my grandfather needs. And he needs a spud gun. I know a little inside.
I am listening to DMX right now. I think it is funny that i enjoy some of this hard core gangsta rap. I have never rolled up "30 deep". I have never had to "fire back" never been on the corner "dealing" so i think there needs to be a hardcore hick rapper.They could come up with sayings like "gutting a deer" or "rolling up in my skida" Talk about skoal and Bud. Then this hick rapper could get a huge fallowing from all the hicks who secretly enjoy rap but they can't relate to it. I think i need to get a system in my sweet ride. I think my grandparents need to get a system in there car. Picture this:
My grandfather all 5'5 of him pulls up to a stop light in Caribou. To his left are the bad teens of caribou and they got there arms out the window and their rap music blazing thinking they are tuff. My grandfather gives them a smile and a wave then he reaches his hand to the switch on the dash board. BOOM! His car drops six inches and starts to bounce a little. Two huge sub woofers pop out the back and start blaring the sweet sounds of Hank Williams, and Willie Nelson. Now i think that is what my grandfather needs. And he needs a spud gun. I know a little inside.