I'm not even gonna title this shit

Holy shit.....my weekend has sucked.

Shit, 2010 has been sucking........and no one has been sucking on me....not even a little bit.....not even a lick lick lick kiss "Is that good enough?"

So, yeah, my b-day is in Feb, so that means my car registration is about to expire, so that means it's time to get my vehicle registered in Md. ........Yeah, that's totally gonna be like $600 to get the car and the trizzuck registered and shit. Oh, but wait, Md has Vehicle inspections....that shit is gonna run me atleast 60 bucks per vehicle......oh, and Md. has like the most strict vehicle inspection criteria in the motherfuckin' country.....not a problem for the sexy lil Maxima, but the Old Bitch....yeah, that's gonna be a problem.....

Shit that I know is gonna have to be fixed/replaced/removed to pass inspection:
-Limo ass tint has got to go (that's that bullshit...STRAIGHT UP. I've had that dark tint on my shit for like 6-7 years....it has enabled me to get my fuck on in a pretty public place....like in the parking lot RIGHT in front of a Hookah Bar. Fuck you......at least she was my girlfriend...and not yours....our someone's wife.)

-Muffler...gotta gotta put one BACK on the truck. Yeah, it was perfectly fine until I crawled under the truck one day with a hacksaw in hand.......Yeah, that shit def upped the redneck level of the truck by a few notches....it was/is awesome.

-Leaky ass power steering unit: Who gives a shit???? aint like I didn't disconnect that shit and rode out with it for like 6 months.....hhmmmm that gives me an idea. If I disconnect it again, and let all of the fluid run out, then hey.....no leaky ass power steering unit....no problem (Yeah, I think I just figured out how to beat the system. So fucking what if you have to be a damn MAN to steer that bitch. I'm a damn MAN, if you can't handle it, then keep yo bitch ass out of the driver's seat)

-Door handle....So, part of the inspection criteria is that you must be able to open all doors from the inside and out......yeah, my whole driverside door handle situation is fucked.......straight FUCKED. Like, even if I could find another door handle fixture and shit to put back in there, it wouldn't matter because the sheet metal that you are supposed to mount it to is torn.......it doesn't bother me to wind down the window and open the door from the outside, why does it bother you and or the state of Md.??? ....bitch

-Emissions....they check that shit too..I don't know for sure if my emissions are gonna come out bad, but seeing how I have had issues with my exhaust gas recirculation system....I'm pretty sure my shit is dumping a few extra chemicals into the atmosphere. Maybe I will remedy that by installing a lil cotton ass filter whilst I am putting in my new cheap ass muffler.......yeah, I went on line and found the cheapest muffler that I possibly could find. It is like $27. I'm gonna clamp that shit on as shittily as I possibly can....and hope like hell that shit falls off in the parking lot RIGHT after they give me my inspection sticker saying I passed.

Yeah, your vehicl only has to pass inspection once. That pisses me off, like I there has to be a billion other old ass cars in Md that are shittier than my truck, but since they were last bought/sold when they were new/pretty new they easily passed inspection and can now rot afuckingpart....but the truck (Mind you, it will be 15 this summer) has to go through this shit. Straight Byoolshit.


The Verizon vs AT&T commercials are tripping me the fuck out. Lemme preface this part of the rant with a joke. (Yeah, I stole this shit from Micheal Conyers.......I'm sure most of y'all don't even remember him)

So.....a mouse and an elephant are walking through the jungle.......just coolin out and shit...smokin' on a fat ass blunt. The elephant was bogartin' the shit out of the blunt, tomboutsum "Bitch, I'm big as fugg.....I gotta hit this shit longer....the logistics on this shit is bananas..."

Anyway.....

The motherfuckas are walking through the jungle and the motherfuckin' mouse falls in a big ass hole...like fell all the way to the bottom of that bitch.

The elephant, higher than a muhfuggah is like "Aye lil nigga, don't even sweat it...I gotchu" This big sumbitch pulls out his dack and drops down into the hole.

The mouse is PISSED ".....the fuck wrong witcho big ass?"

Elephant "Naw, muhfuggah, no homo, but you can run up my dick and be out the hole n' shit"

So, the mouse ran up on the elephant's dick and made it out the hole and was all happy and shit, but made sure to wash the shit outta his feet cause the elephant used to fuck a lotta hoes.

So, a few weeks later...they are out kickin it again. Walkin' in the jungle.....smokin a blunt (the mouse made the elephant buy this time)

So, yeah, they are walkin' and shit and all of a sudden, the elephant falls in a huge ass hole. The mouse is like "Hey, homey, don't even sweat it.....I gotchu" Mouse runs off, and shows back up about 45 mins later....with his mercedes.

The mouse hollars out the window "Hey, dog, reach your long ass Gonzo from the Muppets ass nose and grab my bumper. Grab hold of my bumper and I'll pull you out"

So, the mouse pulls the big ass elephant out of the hole and all is well.

Moral of the story...if you have a Mercedes, you don't need a big ass dick.


So, Verizon and AT&T is such a dick contest. Verizon is all "Hey America, look how big my dick is....my dick is big and red and covers up yo big ass tv screen, motherfuckah." and AT&T is all like "Nigga, look how good I am with my moderately sized dick.....look at what I can do and how well I can do it. So what if you dick is big, Verizon, nigga you still don't know how to fuck. Nigga, my stroke is SICK, son." And verizon comes back like "Yeah, well...my dick is HUGE kid.....mother fuckin huge....nigga, they call me DANGLE in this motherfuckuh."

AT&T is like "So, bitch, you still cant work them corners and side walls like me......who gon' check me?"


So, yeah, again I realized that Md. Has some wack ass laws. I had a run with that shit this weekend. Led to a really shitty weekend...gonna cost me a super grip ass grip (Yeah, so that shit is on top of the shit for registration and truck repairs and oh, yeah, the $1400-$1700 dollars worth of dental work I need done because I started grinding my teeth in my sleep after I lost my job) Shit aint too good for your boy right now.

So, I have a friend, a female friend that I have been super nice too, sympathetic to her fucked up ass situations and shit. Taken her out, bought her food and drinks, let her stay in hotel rooms with me a couple times, free of charge, I've spent countless hours on the phone with her while she cried about her ex-boyfriend and shit...actually if you go back a few years a bunch of cock blocking ass hours in person too. I've been stupid nice to chick. Stupid nice, especially considering I'm not even trying to fugg. She ain't ugly, and under normal circumstances I damn sure would have tried to put some in her hair, but she is the ex of one my best friends...yeah, E-dot, I'm talking about your girl.

So I tell her about my FUCKED up weekend (via yahoo im), she asks if I am serious about what I told her and then goes on to talk about how she just saw someone get beat down by the cops or some shit. Like...my fuckin' problem didn't matter worth a shit. And believe you me, my shit is/was pretty really seriously fucked.

Yeah, she can thank her damn self for losing someone, that she has said herself, was one of her best friends that has always been there for her.....good job, B.

Ummm what else????


......Idk

I guess I'll save some for later.


-the Muthafuggin BULLY

Oh, oh yeah

My dad's twin brother died a couple weeks ago.

Believe it or not, I actually felt bad for my dad. My dad's twin brother was one of the VERY few things he truly loved. He truly loved his twin brother, his mom, and Kappa Alpha fuckin Psi.

His moms died when I was like two....and no she was not a particularly nice lady. I mean, fuuuccckkkk, yeah, I think I was more aware of things than your average 2 yr old, and maybe that is evident of me remembering shit from when I was two, but she was never really all that nice to my sister or I.

She didn't like my moms.

Actually, none of those low life piece of shit motherfuckers (dad's fam) liked my mom.

Fuck them.

Anyway, my dad's twin brother died and I actually felt bad for my dad. Fucking getting older and softer and all emotional is a fuckin' trip.

So moms and sis are going to the funeral.

Well, moms, sis, and sis' dude are going down ther.


Pops wants me to come.

Fuck that.

1) I don't go to funerals. I put on the suit and meet you back at the crib where people will be after the funeral. I'll eat, and I'll kick it with you and make jokes and shit. I don't do funerals. When Big Chris' pops died, I put on the suit, drove moms to the Church, picked moms up from the church and went back to the crib, and cut jokes.

2)WWWWHHHYYYYYYY the fuck should I be expected to show up to some nigga's funeral that prolly wouldn't even be dead right now if he didn't smoke so many fuckin' rocks?

I mean, it kinda does make me sad, cause I know that pops won't be living much longer either, as he has also enjoyed a great many of the rocks, but shit.

Another question is will I go to Pops' funeral when ever he dies?

Idk....I mean....I can't even say I would want to join up with those people after the service and eat and cut jokes.

Just thought about something....someone once told me that they were jealous of how close I am with my family and because I was able to always do stuff with them.

I don't fuck with ANYONE on my dad's side of the family. Don't have a relationship with my my moms mom. Haven't cared for my uncle since I was like 9 or 10. and Care MUCH less for him now...or the past few years.

For all real purposes I have 2 people in my family that I kick it with. 2.

I mean yeah, me and moms and sis have a real real good thing going, but it is just us. I think it would be nice to be able to go and visit this uncle and that aunt and this cousin and that cousin. I don't even fuckin respond to my dad's twin brother's kids when they write on my myspace wall. (Ok, I have no real reason for that, other than they have the family name. I shouldn't be so bad about them...i should reach out to them........)

Anyway....that's enough of that shit.

-the ever lovin BULLY

I'm not sure I'm ready

Yeah, soooooo I'm gonna apologize now to any of my readers that potentially may be insulted by this.

Jaila, Shay Shay Le Boom (Maybe I should say boom boom cause both of her boobs are big, not just one. Ha ha....lopsided boobies are funny. Not all the time...I mean most of the time I can't even notice. But I remember when those strap on one side shirts were in style. They already make your boobs look funny, but then you would see chicks with like a B and a D and that shit would be all types of fucked up....and why do lopsided titty havin ass chicks wear tube tops?.....) Kaliente, Amazon and whomever else that reads this and it strikes close to home.

Yeah, soooo back to the regularly scheduled blizzog.

Yeah.....so my homie, Lil Nigga, called me up last night to see if I was watchin the UFC shit (Season Premier of the Ultimate Fighter). We got to shootin the shit and I hear a lil kid in the background.

BULLY: Whose kid is that in the background?
Lil Nigga: That's my girl's.....She moved in with me.
BULLY: .......DAMN nigga......You's a better nigga than me.

So, yeah, that shit kinda threw me..... I really got to thinking about it. I'm not against kicking it with/dating a chick with a kid......but being fully committed and getting that whole insta-family shit just does not sound like the business to me.

I'm sorry.

Shiiittt, and its not that I don't want kids...its the exact fuckin' opposite. I really do want kids, but I want my own. I would love to have a couple of cute little mini-BULLies running aound. The idea of being a father to some other dude's seed is soooo un-attractive to me. Raising up kids is a big deal. Its the most intesive, heavily invested thing you will EVER do. The thought of investing my self, my life, my money, my time and my emotions in someone else's genetic continuation when I don't have my own legacy. I ain't got my own BULLY Jr. I wanna be out one day at a ball field watching Lil BULLY runnin around fuckin up Mark Buster Jr. I don't see me getting the same fulfillment outta cheering for Mark Buster's kid against Johnny Blow.

Now, there are a few exeptions......well, I can only think of one big exception. If the kids are fathered by family...blood or not. For real, I don't want my boys havin kids and not considering me for Godfather and shit. If one of my boys had kids and for whatever reason they needed me to take care of theirs ..... I'd be all over parenting and loving them nigglets like stank on shit.

The love aspect.... that's what my more sensitive, Sweet Nigga side reminds me about. I know that once you get to know nigglets and get involved with them the whole "Love 'em like they were yours" type shit is supposed to kick in. Why do I half way have faith in that happening? What do I use to argue the point to myself?

Again, I apologize.

I figure that if I can love a puppy like he was my own, then I guess I can love a kid like my own....... i guess. (Shiiiittttt, a nigga loves his lil sister's min-pin.)

Really, though, whether I would rather get with a chick that has a dog instead of a kid doesn't really matter. What does is that I would halfway give it a chance.......I guess.

Here is my question. How do women view dude's accepting them and their kids? Do y'all even look at the whole picture? Do you really take the whole dynamic into consideration?

Or are y'all stuck on the one single thought of "I have a kid to raise and he better just deal with it."

Maybe I should have played Hooky

So.....yeah, it looks like your boy is kinda headed towards a COMMITTED relationship. Kinda. I was dating 2 slim little chicks. Now I am dating one, I have told some nice thick chick that I couldn't poke cause I was thinking bout my slm chick. I banged out my bottom chick this past weekend and I couldn't really get into it and didn't want to do it anymore. So when the BULLY starts losing interest in random and or meaningless sex then it means the BULLY is bout ready to commit.

But.....the BULLY is no longer a fool.

I'm still talking to new chicks. there is another slim chick. She is kinda tall, bout my height (5-8/5-9. She is mad cool. Wants to get off in the gym with me for a little. That is awesome.

There is also this big ol amazon type chick. 6 feet and a lil over 200 lbs of dark choclatey goodness. She is a fuckin' giant and I love it. If we had kids they would have to use one of those cranes that they use to hoist up big ass fish just so the doctor could pop its booty.

We always have good convo cause she is a smart ass....always has an answer for everything. Soooo we were talkin last night, I got off the phone with her and not 5 minutes later she texts me:

I kno u don't really like ur job that much so u should come cuddle and play hooky tomorrow. No is not an option...

Sooo, I'm sittin here at work all tired and not feeling like doing shit....I should have gone over and cuddled with her giant ass.

uuuggghhhhh

-the muthafuckin bully