Cody is a man's name!

I just had this dream last night where I was going out with this Japanese school girl named Cody Lane.
That name stuck with me even after I woke up, because I was like what the fuck? A jap chick named Cody Lane? Plus what the hell was I doing dreaming about school girls for? I quit school because of recess you fucking B-G, lol.

I googled Cody Lane and surprise, surprise she turned out to be a pornstar.
Just my type too. Green eyes, light skin, & black hair.


Here's where it gets fucked though.
I was watching a vid of Cody Lane getting bukaked on.
Only to see a link that took you directly to some tard called Chris Chan.
My curiosity got the better of me. I thought Chris was going to be a girl.
(Hey man Cody is a man's name too.)
Since I was dreaming of some random School girl bitch named Cody Lane who also happens to look like real life Cody Lane I figured, maybe this Chris Chan chick is where the whole school girl thing came from.
Note: The suffix Chan can be used to refer to a youthful woman.
I expected nothing less within the context of a porn site.

It makes sense, or so I thought.



HOLY FUCKING SHIT!
THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT IT MEANS WHEN THEY CLAIM
THAT CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

http://www.slutload.com/watch/w40vYGuWP3X/Chris-Chan-Sextape.html

Chris Chan turned out to be some fat over weight autistic WEABOO retard.
http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Chris-chan
My mind pains me with the memories of the incomprehensible Gigyas like horrors that blinded my eyes in that vid.
He was fucking a blowup doll!
In many different positions. It's like a car crash. You can't stop looking at it. Especially since he had all of these animu toys all over his room. My room is just a plain white space with barely anything in it.

I had no idea that blow up dolls actually have ass cracks, lol.

"On his back more than my ex-girlfriend."

DREAM 9
I stayed up all night yesterday just checking up on the live play by play results in anticipation for the return of the Kid.
I was also gunning for an upset by Jose Conseco, Hah hah.
Fuckin' shit! I can't believe the gangsta lost by split decision.
To think this entire event was centered around his return, and he didn't even make it past the first round, LOL.

I think Kid's problem was that he refused to change up his strategy.
It reminds me of those matches in Street Fighter where the opposition keeps trapping you using the same move over, & over due to a reluctance to change your game.
Kid lost due to a time out.
Just like Street Fighter. Though Kid would've won in SF II terms, because he was doing all the damage.

What really surprised me is how fucking useless Kid's normally good wrestling was in this match.

Got to hand it to Warren though.
He played it smart.
It seems to me that he was only looking for a win over Yamamoto.
Whereas Yamamoto was looking to straight up kill Warren in the ring with one punch.
It's the difference in philosophy between these two that decided the match.

Shit, his wife looks pissed.



Time to reminisce about better days. The guy he's pounding on insulted his sister, and called his wife a whore.








Ah man this was the fight that made me a fan. Hah hah damn Kid's a bitch. Kid just clocked him in the face after he knocked him out.



I swear I never seen a little guy who packed so much power in his punches.

















































Conseco was surprisingly decent. Sure his match was funny as hell, but he sure faired much better than what most would give him credit for. He may have actually had a chance to win if Hong wasn't so damn huge.
I was getting worried that he'd get his ass killed for a bit, because Conseco didn't train for the fight, and he had his fucking girlfriend corner for him. It seems that Jose wasn't aware of how that he was entering into a real sanctioned fight. (He prolly assumed it was another one of those celebrity publicity matches.)




What really killed Conseco was that he kept trying to show off his Tae Kwon Do skills when he should've just stuck to punching.
The main thing that killed Conseco were those damn kicks.
Look at that last Shin kick that Jose connected. Jose's shin must've been in serious pain after that.

If I were him I would've only went with heel kicks & kicks that use the sole of my feet.
In general what he should've done with his kicking arsenal was use them to position his punches. Kick Hong away hard enough, and then rush in with a mean hook or two while Hong's readjusting his guard.

I swear a straight from a trained Jose has the potential to knock a giant out. It's too bad Jose may never fight again. (Look at the terror in his eyes once he got socked in the face.)



As expected, Jose got canned.
Look at how fucking clueless he looks in the pic.
Still though I think it's fucking hilarious how an Ex Baseball player actually put up a much better match than actual trained fighters such as Bob Sapp, & Mark hunt.
Who were also fighting in the card last night.

Props to the Juice man.
A toast to Jose, for getting his ass beat.
Getting paid 6 figures just to get his ass beat, and actually doing some damage while getting beat down.

Roidnosaurus Rex deserves to be rewarded with a stable of sexy ass big butt Brazilians in a string bikini.

Hot diggity damn her thighs are mesmerizing.

I've had it with these fuckin' Hamsters on a plane! part 2

Since I randomly decided to start posting at this blog again.
I figure that I might as well repost several posts I've made at other blogs.
(I don't feel like taking the time to write some new posts for the time being. There's a lot I want to talk shit about, but so little time.)
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14 February 2009 @ 03:37 pm

I usually don't write blog posts much , but I just had to write this joint up, because it was one of the weirdest fucking dreams that I ever had. This shit is even more fucked up then part one. Which was about a blonde midget bitch in Nike windbreakers with a passing resemblance to Gwen Stefani who kept calling me a five yr. old through 7 different dreams, until I finally punched her in the face.

I've had it with these fuckin' Hamsters on a plane! part 2

I just had the weirdest fucking dream. It was some cross over movie between Batman, & Fushigi Yugi.
I saw the dream from two points of view. One as the Chad grunger guy from Sailor Moon who bummed around the hot chick, Rei Hino's house. Coincidentally the "rei Hino" chick of this dream happened to be that
"We fought wars in Baghdad over her"
girl , who happened to be a fan of Rei Hino in real life.
The other pov as me. Just a mere random mothafucka who stayed over the night to watch the big premier of the movie that "that girl" starred in.(She was Miaka.)
Yes that's right she was in the Batman meets Fushigi Yugi movie. (Not what the film was actually called, as only fans of Fushigi Yugi would know that it's actually some fucked up crossover with Fushigi yugi.)

In the begining we see the Chad guy trying to make the moves on "that rei girl", and well just like Sailor Moon she shrugs him off every time with the Chad guy making a fool of himself, falling down the stairs, & shit.
A couple moments later my mom drops me off at their house, and I'm depicted as my 21 yr. old self, and I'm sporting my trademark mobster pimp look.
"that rei girl's" mom was represented as my aunt who has enormously huge fake nasty ass tits.
Hell, the mom was like the only woman who spoke to I in this entire dream.
Well anyway some typical ass anime shit happens between the people in the house, but then it starts to take a turn for the weird when the dream fast forwards 30 days into the future.

Chad is trying to deliver roses to "that rei girl" for valentines day, but he has a hard time finding her.
He eventually gets sucked up inside the toilet of "that rei girls" house, and finds himself in what looks like modern day Shibuya, but everybody is dressed up as if they just stepped out of a fucking time machine, because they're all wearing kimonos, and shit.
Chad's like "where the fuck am I?"
He runs up some stairs leading up to a bridge walk way in a nearby mall, and runs into "that Rei girl".
Her eye's widen, and exasperatedly asks him "What are you doing here?" "How'd you get here?"
Chad is like "I, I have no idea." "I just wanted to bring these to you" (Referring to his bouquet of roses.)
"That rei girl" looks at the roses, shakes her head, and calls him an idiot.
Might I add, that during this portion of the dream "the rei chick" is actually dressed up as Miaka, and even has her hair worn up like Miaka.

She pretty much looked exactly like Miaka, except with dark blackish brown hair.
Some stupid ass song comes on, probably a theme from Fushigi Yugi. I wouldn't know, because I never seen Fushigi Yugi before. I've watched a couple of episodes when my pops held a job in Japan, but hell if I know what the hell was going on in them.
I never know what the fuck is going on in these stupid anime shows. I do like anime, but only the badass anime like Golgo 13, Ninja Scroll, Basilisk, shit that contains plots that actually make some fucking sense.

We're then treated to a montage of events that Chad & Rei girl go through in this imaginary Modern japan world where mothafuckas are still geared up in Hakamas, and all the women were wearing loosed fitted kimonos with no sashes like it was some fucking period era pinku eiga.
In this montage we see the young couple jumping over explosions, kissing while falling free fall in midair in the middle of the fucking sky, HAh hah. I even saw one scene it was the stereotypical Asian melo drama scene where they both attempt to kill each other in the middle of a mothafucking ocean to some horrible asian love music, during a rainy ass stormy night, yet their hair still managed to look perfect, and they kept telling each other "I love you". It was fucking nauseating.
WHO WRITES THIS SHIT!? Was what I kept saying to myself.
The couple were doing all sorts of crazy ass shit in this montage that them dumb mothafuckas do in their dumbass animes.

The montage finally ends ,and the dream gets back to me. Waiting at the house. Doing jack shit, being bored as fuck.
A couple hours later the movie premier begins.
I was came there with the main star woman, but we didn't speak to each other at all.
Well, nothing substantial that I could remember at least.
SO the movie starts.
It's Batman, by the fucking Wachowski bros.
Yes, you could already imagine how that shit turned out.
It was like Speed Racer. Bright ass animu colours that make your eyes bleed, and all these random ass asian people, who you don't even know who the fuck they are, and to make matters worse.
Their role in the movie didn't even make any fucking sense.
Just like Rain, & his asian crew in Speed Racer.

I'm like WTF! What the FUck is this shit!
When I watch a movie, I expect to see a mothafucking plot. Not this random ass shit with Batman fighting crime, and then for some unknown reason we cut to these scenes of random ass asian people. Doing whatever the fuck people think asians do.
(Kung fu, Drift racing,import models, breakdancing, typical ass shit that Asian Americans do.
Fuck Asian American culture. Asian American culture sucks, because half the shit they do isn't even Asian to begin with.)
Here's the twist though. The asian scenes were actually the Fushigi Yugi part of the movie.
In fact that montage scene, and the part when Chad gets sucked down a toilet were actually part of the Batman movie.
Don't even bother to ask me what the fuck Fushigi yugi had to do with Batman, because whoever wrote the mothafucking script needs to get fucking shot for this abortion of a screenplay.
IT MADE NO FUCKING SENSE AT ALL!
The movie sucked so much ass that most people who came to see the movie actually walked out before it even ended.

Even the lead actress, the girl who I supposedly came with walked out before the movie ended.
Batman was supposed to get sucked into The Fushigi Yugi world himself, and he gets into a rivalry with the Chad guy, because it turns out that the Chad guy is actually an ancient triad mob king who was distantly related to Xiang Yu, Lu Bu, and mothafucking
Genghis Khan


or some other random ass shit like FU Manchu, that some racist ass mothafuck came up with off the top of his head.
Well Rei girl, and Batman were also supposed to kiss & have some steamy ass hot sex with each other during the movie, but I never got to see that part. (Yes I remained at the theater long after the lead star girl walked out of the screening.)
Why? There was this big ass farmer looking dude sitting a seat next to the lead star girl.
He was there with a girl, but I guess that was just his sister.
Why you may ask, because this big mothafucka tried to make moves on me.
He even put his bigass hands on my shoulder.
That's when my ninja speed counter reaction senses kicked in, and I automatically punched him in the face.
I was like
"What the fuck is wrong with you bitch. You gay or some shit! Get's the fuck on out of here."

That's when everybody started leaving the theater. Granted there wasn't many people left in the theater to begin with, because the Batman/Fushigi Yugi movie was fucking horrible as hell.
(Since this was the Wachowski bros. There were also some mandatory Fastfood restaurant pseudo philosophy French Man scenes that just went on forever, and ever, and ever, and we didn't even get the added benefit of a Monica Belluci make out scene.)
Well, anyway the big gay ass mothafucka I punched, just shrugged it off and was like
"What?, I wasn't doing anything."
I was like hell nah, so I finally walked out of the shitty ass movie.
Here's the problem though, since the girl I was with stormed off without me.
I had no idea where to go, because I completely forgot where the fuck she lived.
So I started walking back home.
I don't know what the fuck it was. It must've been open season night or some shit, but another gay ass mothafucka tried to come on to me.
Except this time he had slicked back hair, and he was average sized. About 6 ft, 165ibls or some shit.
Or at least I assumed so, because I knocked this mothafucka's teeth clean the fuck out with one fucking punch.
I sent his gay ass to the pavement. This is Concrete Brawlaz, bitch!

So I'm walking home, I'm walking straight into a landfill... and another gayass mothafucka tried to grab my nuts or some shit.
I was going to kick his ass too, but I was like ah fuck it, because I finally realized that I too was in my own movie.
It was "Land of the Dead", but replace the zombie's with gay ass mothafuckas.
So I was actually in a movie called
"Land of the Gays"
To those of y'all who already know how much Land of the Dead sucked ass.
Then you already know what's coming up.

Basically Land of the Dead was political satire of the Bush regime, and it also served as a social political message about how you shouldn't treat zombies like shit. Even though they eat us humans, Eat girl's nipple rings out, eat our children, and they kill lesbians! I hate lesbians, because they don't screw men, but that's beside the point.
Why, in Romero's world Zombies are people too.
You could just imagine how absurd this concept got with Zombie's being replaced by Gays.
Just watch this clip I uploaded, but mentally replace all those fucking zombie with some of the gayest fruits who you have ever seen.

When Riley says "They're just looking for a place to live." Try to project him saying that about the Land of the living dead Gays.
There was probably even a gay equivalent of "Big Daddy" the zombie who lead the Zombie rebellion from Land of the dead as well, but I didn't stick around.
I woke up when I realized how fucked up the dream became.
I didn't want to be eaten out by a bunch of gay mothafuckas like what had happened to the people in Land of the Dead when the heroic zombies came to eat their brains out.

t(^o*)t In a nutshell what had happened was...
The beginning of my dream was really just the set up for a horror movie.
You know like how Michael Jackson's Thriller began at a movie theater? Same shit here.
Except you replace the dancing Zombies, with dancing Gay ass homosexuals.
Think YMCA, but with a murderous intent to get inside your pants.
The Batman Fushigi Yugi crossover movie directed by the Wachowski bros. was just a movie within a movie, that in itself was also part of a movie.
You know what this sounds like?
A parody of David Lynch's Inland Empire.
which was also a movie, inside a movie, inside another movie, that happened to be another movie, on top of a skit about some creepy ass rabbits, that also originated from another skit about an Asian girl and her friend that was later used in the movie except they replaced the asian girl with another Japanese girl who talks about her friend who had a hole in her vaginal wall. That said girl turned out to be blonde wigged Masuimi Max who had a monkey that took a shit everywhere (These are Lynch's words about that damn monkey, not mine.), but then that skit itself was also made into a movie.

Damn, I'm just glad I woke up before the Gay rebellion came over to where I reside, and started unleashing Gay ass Armageddon on us all.

This is no joke. I honestly did dream all this shit. Just a couple hours ago.
Damn, why can't I have a simple fucking dream where Tsubaki finally makes a new (R&B soul/Enka influenced) album for once?
I always have to dream this weird ass shit about Blonde midgets, murderous gays, & fine ass bitches like
Hoshino, Miku 星野美空 (Misora, whatever I don't care. She's hot that's all that matters.)



who turn out to be some insane underdground mob boss of the Peruvian/Brazilian faction of the Kinki (Osaka) prefecture.
It'd be nice to have a normal dream for once where I'm porking the hell out of her, rather than being car chased, about to get gunned down by the sexy ass beacth.

Whale Fuckers

Speaking of dreams, I used to have a dream where this annoying Black kid named Aaron Williamson would pop up, and I tried to beat him senseless.
All he would do is laugh back at me.
This kid is one of the main reasons why I dropped out of school. I would've got deported out of Japan had I stayed in school, and beat the living shit out of this fucka for being such a wannabe G.
He was a semi popular kid, and the fucker always tried to diss me, because he thinks I'm wannabe Black.
Look at me bitch. Do I look wannabe Black to you? Wannabe Italian maybe, but Black? Not really.
I speak the way I do, because I'm street. That has nothing to do with being Black at all. (You just see more trailer/ghettoe trash Blacks which is why you see such a disproportionate amount of them speaking & acting improper.)

What I really hated about this Aaron Williamson mother fucker. Is how he always hijacked my shit. He acted like a girl. He would spread false rumours about me & everything.
One time he got so afraid of my influence, because his younger bro invited me to hang out with them, in their crew called the Hot boys.
(Though realistically only I, and his younger bro could truly be considered hot. The rest were just "okay" looking, or straight up ugly like that wannabe G I'm taking shit about.)
Speaking of which "Hot boys" Come on that has to be the gayest ass name for a crew. Fuck that shit, I'd name it Tits & Ass, because that's what I want.

I eventually lost all my rep with the American kids in Iwakuni, because this buster wouldn't stop talking shit about me, and I wouldn't do anything back.
I never did anything back to this bitch made mothafucka, because I couldn't.
Most kids had a hard time believing that I had to make a pact with the principal before she could accept me back into school.
I actually broke the pact the first day I came to school.
So she threatened to expel me for good if I got into one more fight.
Hell most kids had a hard time believing that I was actually a 18/19 yr. old being enrolled into the 9th grade.
(It should be obvious imo. I was the only kid in school who looked "experienced".)

Well fuck it, I could see that I went nowhere with this gayass post.
I'll just say that I had the laugh of my life when I was told that the Aaaron Williamson punk is actually a Whale fucker. *He screws fat bloated white chicks.*
I'm like shit, for a punkass bitch who fronts like he has some mad game. he sure as hell stoops low to get some booty, HAHAH HAHAH HAH!

You don't ever see that shit with me, because I normally attract pretty women. Sure I attract a lot of fat chicks, underaged girls, & freaks too.
The difference is that I don't ever get involved, or intimate with them.
My standards are too high.
Some people even made awful rumours about how I screwed some of these freaks.
Obviously false, because anybody who knows me would know that I'm not exactly a flirt.
Me making out with some random ugly bitch is one of the last things that I'd ever do.
If I had many opportunities to fuck some extremely hot ladies.
Yet I chose not to do a single thing with them.
Then obviously I wouldn't be desperate enough to bag a fat chick either.
It didn't matter to me, because I'd get the last laugh whenever some bitch they were crushing on would hit on me. Right in front of their faces, hah take that.
You're better off sucking on your own dick, fags.

I've had it with these fuckin' Hamsters on a plane!

Since I randomly decided to start posting at this blog again.
I figure that I might as well repost several posts I've made at other blogs.
(I don't feel like taking the time to write some new posts for the time being. There's a lot I want to talk shit about, but so little time.)
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05 February 2009 @ 11:41 am
I've just noticed something about the dreams that I been having lately.
Most of them feature characters who are based off or look & act exactly like classmates I once had back in 7th grade & 8th grade.

Let me do a little role call of the fuckin' fools I keep seeing in my dreams.

7th grade (Caii)
Weird looking Puerto Rican chick with combed back hair, who's kinda hot
Hot Black chick with long curly hair. Possibly part Latina.
Blonde White chick geared up in Nike wind breakers.

8th grade (Vegas)
Big Irish dude I used to tag along with
Buzz cut White kid who's part Korean somewhere in his bloodline.
Fat checkoslovakian girl who was friends with the both of them. I tagged along with all three.

So this dream I just had today. (I didn't go to sleep until 6 in the morning, because I stayed up all night playing Nobunaga's Ambition.)
It basically started off with I hanging out with those White peepz listed in the 8th grade category. They were part of the alternative crowd. They were punks, rockers, whatever the hell they were. I don't care. I just know that I'm often grouped up with the alternative crowd. (Even the my style is overtly "gangsta" or "pimp".)
The moment I got into class. It seems that my teacher was actually an English teach I had the first time I went to 9th grade in Japan.
(I was forcibly dropped out the first time I attended 9th, and I dropped out again after I passed the 9th grade.)
I think the Teach's name was Ms. Wilson, or some shit. I don't give a fuck she was just a fat Black woman who all the kids seemed to like for some reason.

Well anyway I was sitting in the back along with the weird looking peurto rican chick, and Hot black girl with curly hair.
(I think I should add that I'm in these dreams as the person who I am now. That mothafucka you see in my LJ icon. I was classmates with these mothafuckas back when I still looked Chinkanese like this.)
They were doing some small talk with each other. I wasn't paying attention to what the fuck they were saying. It should be noted that both of them actually were friend's with each other in real life.

Ah wait a minute I just remembered that I was actually sitting a desk diagonally behind the White girl in Nike windbreakers, but then I decided to move to the back with the two hot chicks.
That white Nike girl was a short ass bitch, stuck up too. She kinda had that "classic" 50's look going on like Gwen Stefani, except you know Gwen's actually pretty. Gwen may have dabbled in hip hop, but at least she didn't dress the part.
Blah blah blah, long story short. The kids I knew during my 8th grade year decided to skip during class so I joined in.
(At the same time Kianna, The hot black girl was reading some shit for English class.)
Course since this is the me who I am now. I didn't exactly hang out with the 8th grade peeps who I once knew. Instead I cruised with them until we got out of campus, and then I split off on my own like the pure fucking badass I am. (or at least have been since the two times I enrolled into 9th grade.)

So what I do? Doing what I always do. Spying on mothafuckers gathering information & shit. Straight up reconnaissance bitch.
I was spying on the kids I ditched class with. Damn part-nah they were doing jack shit. I was like fuck, y'all call this fun?
I decided to go back to class where I saw the hot black chick crying, and her puerto rican friend trying to console her.
I walked up to them, and then pronounced a word that they were having trouble enunciating.
(Yeah, I know that's fucking racist, but I'm just recalling the dream as it happened.)
The hot black chick thanked me, and then she spoke to me as if we were down or some shit.
That's when I began to realize that this was a dream, because if I recall correctly. We never actually spoke to each other irl.
(Sounds like my story with most pretty chicks I had business with in my life.)

Kinda makes me wonder. Was this chick sorta attracted to me irl? It doesn't matter. I don't give a fuck.
The only part of the dream that I care about is at the end of it when that short ass Blonde White bitch dressed up like some G homie in her shitty ass nike wind breakers was all talking mad shit.
She was talking bullshit to a Black kid. Who I assume is supposed to be Chris from seasons 3 & 4 of Degrassi.
That Chris kid then moved to the back of the class where the hot Black & Puerto rican girls were chilling at.
I decided to playfully jump in the argument.
Then that Blonde bitch's attention turned toward me, and she started calling me a five yr. old.
I was like wtf? After having 5 or 6 dreams of this short ass bitch calling me a five yr. old I finally snapped, and I clocked the bitch.
I didn't slap her. I straight up punched her in the face. She kept talking shit when I punched her.
Shit was funny, because after all these dreams. I thought I was just hearing things, but it finally registered to me that some whore in a dream actually was calling me a five yr. old.

I retorted with "Who the hell are you calling a five yr. old. I'm the one who actually says something philosophical every now & then, and I'm also the guy people come to whenever they want advice. What the fuck do you do? You just bitch at everybody, you know what! fuck this shit!"
I then I punched her in the face, hah hah hah.
I then retorted "geah I know asians have a bad reputation for beating up women. (Especially Koreans.), but damn some bitches just need to get beat down, because they talk too much shit.
She kept saying that I wasn't even worth it. (In regards to her explaining wtf she means when she calls me a five yr. old.)

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I then woke up.............blah. What's funny is that nike girl actually was the bitch in real life. I always wanted to hit her, but I wasn't a bonafide badass yet. (I still cared about what others thought about me.)