Thursday, August 27, 2009

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Did you know there’s a gay section in clip art?

Pregnant teen whale, with a fem-mullet.

Drawn January 2008. Nice work Kara.







Just shoe it

Jenny you're a genius.












Sunday, May 24, 2009

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Monday, May 18, 2009

Crack dat
































On ma old chair wid ma tresses
Playin da master right thurr
Got ma bitches makin guesses
Crackin dat code in hurr

You can find me concentratin, wid bitches wantin luv 
Look master I got the colours if you into playin mind
I'm into cracking codes, I ain't into wearnin gluvs
So come try beat me if you into to getting solv’d

I be the masta, with all the colours of the 'bow.
pay attention to the combo's, getcha 4 in a row.
Those bitches be tryin' to throw ya game wit their look
But don't be fooled, yo be da masta, you wrote da book.

da colours be haunting me in my sleep
my combination secrets I have too keep.
red, green, blue and white
coming to me all through the night.
I walk the streets, lookin fo ma hoes
Indian and chinese, you gots to knows.
They kick yo ass when I win the battle,
after I have made yo nerves rattle.
Sitting up in ma chair in a suit and tie
You lost the game homeboy, I ain't gon' lie.

Gotta crack dat code
Nah man, not dat crack on da streets crack
I be talking mastamind variety,
blue, yellow, red, green
Just make sho' your combination can't be seen
Fo' dem bitches, chinese or indian be instillin' da fear,
be wantin their cut when you crack dat code up in hurr.

it's tough being on da row,
nah, not that death row I'm talkin' bout.
I be talking last row on ya board.
Some G's be playin and workin that chess
But up in hurr we don't settle fo' less.
Being part of tha game,
that will bring you the fame.
So break yo leg
and move that peg.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

It's quittin' rhyme taime...




















Rather be chillin out on my bed,
Stayin' at home, not a worry in my head.
Screw workin, don't need to be rich,
Who needs cash when Kerry Anne's such a saucy bitch.
But alas I find myself workin' for the man,
Wanna quit this dump and start up a Jan Van.
Now have this annoying sore, could it be my fear?
God dayam, used a payphone, got herpes on my ear.

Kara's Graph Jam
























Thanks K-dogg.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Secret offiz hoes.












Ring a ding-ding goes 
oes tel-e-phone, 
Answering "Yo can I help you, I work in and offiz dat's a home" 
Peeps be usually asking for accounting biz, 
Not today, J-dogg be talking bout some different shiz.. 
"Yo can I get a hot oil rub?" she heard him say, 
What the hell, dude you be tripping, not today! 
What you think we're running hurr in this es-tab-lish-ment?
We be an honest business, payin' our taxes and rent. 
Boss be running hoes on that side poss-i-bly, 
Keepin em out back whurr no one can see.

Keepin dem hoes out da bak 
No-one knows dis boss is runnin a pimp shack 
Tryin to keep it on the sly 
Few strange calls, gonna keep up dis lie 
J-dawg tellin boss "got the strangest call today" 
"must be someone trippin" as he walks away 
Back to his offiz, count dat dirrty mo-nee 
Anotha day goes by unsuspectin thee