I had a really messy fucking night last night. I drank far too fucking much, woke up at 2 in the afternoon and have been struggling writing this site.

I ended up going to the Lil Wayne concert, someone gave me free tickets, not any of the people I asked for free tickets like Wayne’s label, Wayne’s PR people, or the people throwing the event, but a good friend of mine who had a couple extra lying around. The guy was good, I expected the show to be more hardcore based on the riot police that were out on surveillance, but it turned out to be as gangster as a Super Sweet 16 party peppered with a few black dudes to give the party some flavor.

Maybe it’s because black dudes don’t like paying the ridiculous ticket price, maybe all the white kids beat them to it, but they should, because those who did left happy, because Wayne left every white girl horny as fuck and craving black cock so much that they hit on any black dude they can black dudes never turn down white pussy.

There was a time when hip hop shows were the scariest fucking thing. You’d walk into a dingy reggae hall, you’d be the only Mexican in the room, that was before realizing that you are probably the only Mexican in the city because Mexicans don’t like the cold. The music would be angry, the people at the show would be angry. There would be fights, stabbings, shootings, and the only pussy in the room would be random black girls who were ready to rip off your little spic dick. You’d get drunk after accepting that you probably weren’t going to come out alive and figured you’d make the best of your final moments.

Speaking of fear, here’s a the full episode of this insane show to prove that fear is real or something because I didn’t bother watching it. I guess that I am scared of everything except giving out free publicity to people who don’t pay me like CW network.

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