aight aight mother****ers i was talkin to my agentz and **** and they was like, "MIKE YA'LL NEEDS TO GET A ****ING BLOG!" and I was like, "*****?! WHAT DA ****I IS A BLOG?! SOME KIND OF ****ED UP PET OR SOMETHING?! DA **** IS DAT?! MIKE JONES DONT WANT SOME ****ING MUTATANTANT GENENTIACALLIY ****ED DOGS AND ****! ****!"
And they was like, "No Mike, you just need to reconnect with your fans."
AND I WAS LIKE, ***** I'LL RECONNECT MY FOOT TO YO ASS IF YOU DON'T STOP ****ING WIT ME, MOTHER****ER SWAGGER JACKERS. I'M MIKE JONES! MIKE JONES!
Aight, so today, I was walking down the street and ****, and a bunch of ho's started comin' up to me and goin' "AY YO MIKE, WE WOULD LIKE TO HAVE SEXUAL RELATIONS", and I was like, "*****! GET THE **** UP IN MIKE JONES CAR I'M HORNY AS A MOTHER****ER!"
SO I'M PLANNIN DA ****IN DEATH OF THAT ***** PAUL WALL, HE THINKS HE CAN GET A ****IN GRILL AND ****?!
LOOK AT THAT **** ^ HE AIN'T EVEN BLACK! FUUUUCK! MIKE JONES! MIKE JONES!
IMA ****IN SLEEP THAT ***** UP, YA FEEL? SLOW YOUR ****IN' ROLLS *****ES, ILL BE BACK
ALSO I ****IN THINK LIKE BUSH IS A BAD CAT, YA KNOW? CUZ HE ****IN KILLED BLACK GUYS IN THE CIVIL WAR ****ING ***** ASS TRICK!
Also, if dat ***** Doc Lucenzo don't move his blog away form my ****in blow ****, I'ma ****in put my glock to his ****in' sock, ****in *****
Mike Jones looked at the tiger, shakin' his damn head and started shouting at it.
"GET AWAY, YA DAMN CAT! YA WANT SOME FOOD OR SOMETHIN'?! FINE! TAKE MY DAMN MEAT-SHIELD, NOT LIKE I NEED IT ANYWAY...Dammit."
Mike Jones took the meat-shield and threw it past the tiger.
Mike Jones let out a sobbing groin, totally frustrated.
"Where are ya'll, idiots!"
He shouted, as loud as he could.
"HEY! CAN ANY *****ES HEAR ME?! I'M LOST IN DIS DAMN JUNGLE AND THERE'S PLANTS N SHYT MESSIN' WIT MY SHORTS!"
Mike Jones stumbled through the jungle, looking fo Myles,
"Yo?! Wat the **** is all dis plant ****? Myles?! Where the hell is y'all? My meat-shield can't take much mo!"
Mike Jones chuckled, standing alongside Melissa.
"Yeah, don't call him a buffoon too many times tho, he might have'ta smack ya up, ya kna?"
Mike Jones made sure his meat-shield was with him and then quickly sprinted after Myles.
"That show sucks!!!" yelled the CEO. "I've seen better acting on the SPICE Network. Get out of my refrigerator, you ignoramus!". As was obvious he didn't want his food to learn bad habits from those horrible actors from Minnesota. This CBS CEO then called up Pauly Shore, but got Bill Gates instead.
"Who are you?" asked Bill Gates.
"Who are you?" replied the CEO.
"I asked you, so tell or I'll hang up!"
"You aren't Pauly Shore! You sound...funnier."
"What's that Funny Voice Man"
"What're you asking?", inquired the CEO.
"I'm not crazy!"
"Yes, you are!"
And with that, Bill hung up and said to his secretary "Don't come to work with a skirt that long again!"
The male secretary was shocked as he placed his long and very frilly skirt up. "You mean, this doesn't turn you on? What a scared and loud hypocrite! Do you realise that IE now stands for nothing, pure rubbish."
"That's okay. I own a pink giraffe and two, no, three billion pairs of giant gorilla underpants. You wouldn't believe the effort it takes put them on. Though I feel this is a travesty of injustice, it is probably just a really big icicle hanging off my scrotum."
"But, but what does that mean when you say those cruel things?"
Without a word, the secretary took off his clothes and started gyrating.
Suddenly Mike Jones, much like BaaPuff, inserted his name for no reason.
Gates was disturbed by all this and poured bleach on his underwear.
"Ooh, that burns!" He yelled. Then Mike Jones decided
(Am I the gorilla? :D)
Mike Jones nodded to the newcomers and then waited for his new boss Myles to get up so he could go, because his meat-shield was goin' bad.
Mike Jones smiled a big toothy grin and nodded his head
"Major thanks to yo, major props, thanks, thanks"
Mike Jones grabbed the large steak, holding it in his left hand like a shield, coviering part of his body and turned to Myles.
"Tha meatshield armed with a shield of meat is ready, sir"
Mike Jones caught it easily, but then frowned,
"Justt a hamburger, woman? Damn, that's cold, give me a large piece of meat, please, I've got the mint for it and everythin'!"
What I mean is representing the majority of africanamerican opinions and the african american community.
now, the majority of African Americans do listen to rap, and their general views are probably closer to Ted Kennedy than Clarence Thomas (though not really close to either of them, theres plenty of diversity there)
He's not really a representative of what the majority of the black community believes for and usually votes for
Mike Jones nodded
"Thanks for helpin' a brother out man, I'll do you proud. But you can keep the shorts, or not, they were expensive, gimme right there"
Mike Jones slowly put his cool shorts back on and then called out to Jorelle
"Hey yo, woman, can y'all get me some food please? Chicken or beef? Got any?"
AMUSEMENT MTOHERFUCAKER? DIS CUZ IM BLACK YOU MEXICAN SON OF A BITHC?Q!
HOW MUSED WOULD YOU ****I BE IF I STUCK THIS:
IN THIS:
YOU SNAKE EATING MOTHER****IN JELLO BASTARD, GIT THE **** IN AND OUT OF MY ****IN BLOG! >::OOOOOO
And sorry King TFE, ruler of all Rappers, you know I'm good for it good sir.
aight aight mother****ers i was talkin to my agentz and **** and they was like, "MIKE YA'LL NEEDS TO GET A ****ING BLOG!" and I was like, "*****?! WHAT DA ****I IS A BLOG?! SOME KIND OF ****ED UP PET OR SOMETHING?! DA **** IS DAT?! MIKE JONES DONT WANT SOME ****ING MUTATANTANT GENENTIACALLIY ****ED DOGS AND ****! ****!"
And they was like, "No Mike, you just need to reconnect with your fans."
AND I WAS LIKE, ***** I'LL RECONNECT MY FOOT TO YO ASS IF YOU DON'T STOP ****ING WIT ME, MOTHER****ER SWAGGER JACKERS. I'M MIKE JONES! MIKE JONES!
Aight, so today, I was walking down the street and ****, and a bunch of ho's started comin' up to me and goin' "AY YO MIKE, WE WOULD LIKE TO HAVE SEXUAL RELATIONS", and I was like, "*****! GET THE **** UP IN MIKE JONES CAR I'M HORNY AS A MOTHER****ER!"
SO I'M PLANNIN DA ****IN DEATH OF THAT ***** PAUL WALL, HE THINKS HE CAN GET A ****IN GRILL AND ****?!
LOOK AT THAT **** ^ HE AIN'T EVEN BLACK! FUUUUCK! MIKE JONES! MIKE JONES!
IMA ****IN SLEEP THAT ***** UP, YA FEEL? SLOW YOUR ****IN' ROLLS *****ES, ILL BE BACK
ALSO I ****IN THINK LIKE BUSH IS A BAD CAT, YA KNOW? CUZ HE ****IN KILLED BLACK GUYS IN THE CIVIL WAR ****ING ***** ASS TRICK!
Also, if dat ***** Doc Lucenzo don't move his blog away form my ****in blow ****, I'ma ****in put my glock to his ****in' sock, ****in *****
Mood: Emo
Currently Listening to:
"Hemorrhage"- Fuel
"GET AWAY, YA DAMN CAT! YA WANT SOME FOOD OR SOMETHIN'?! FINE! TAKE MY DAMN MEAT-SHIELD, NOT LIKE I NEED IT ANYWAY...Dammit."
Mike Jones took the meat-shield and threw it past the tiger.
"Where are ya'll, idiots!"
He shouted, as loud as he could.
"HEY! CAN ANY *****ES HEAR ME?! I'M LOST IN DIS DAMN JUNGLE AND THERE'S PLANTS N SHYT MESSIN' WIT MY SHORTS!"
Five percent tint so you can't see up in my window
These young fellows (See: TOS) don't understand cuz I'm Boss Hogg on candy
Top down at Maxi's wit a big glock nine handy
"Still Tippin'"- Mike Jones
As for Musashi, I like the crabs, they look pretty good, and they're animated good.
Mike Jones is hungry.
A-
"Yo?! Wat the **** is all dis plant ****? Myles?! Where the hell is y'all? My meat-shield can't take much mo!"
"Yeah, don't call him a buffoon too many times tho, he might have'ta smack ya up, ya kna?"
Mike Jones made sure his meat-shield was with him and then quickly sprinted after Myles.
"Who are you?" asked Bill Gates.
"Who are you?" replied the CEO.
"I asked you, so tell or I'll hang up!"
"You aren't Pauly Shore! You sound...funnier."
"What's that Funny Voice Man"
"What're you asking?", inquired the CEO.
"I'm not crazy!"
"Yes, you are!"
And with that, Bill hung up and said to his secretary "Don't come to work with a skirt that long again!"
The male secretary was shocked as he placed his long and very frilly skirt up. "You mean, this doesn't turn you on? What a scared and loud hypocrite! Do you realise that IE now stands for nothing, pure rubbish."
"That's okay. I own a pink giraffe and two, no, three billion pairs of giant gorilla underpants. You wouldn't believe the effort it takes put them on. Though I feel this is a travesty of injustice, it is probably just a really big icicle hanging off my scrotum."
"But, but what does that mean when you say those cruel things?"
Without a word, the secretary took off his clothes and started gyrating.
Suddenly Mike Jones, much like BaaPuff, inserted his name for no reason.
Gates was disturbed by all this and poured bleach on his underwear.
"Ooh, that burns!" He yelled. Then Mike Jones decided
Mike Jones nodded to the newcomers and then waited for his new boss Myles to get up so he could go, because his meat-shield was goin' bad.
"Major thanks to yo, major props, thanks, thanks"
Mike Jones grabbed the large steak, holding it in his left hand like a shield, coviering part of his body and turned to Myles.
"Tha meatshield armed with a shield of meat is ready, sir"
"Justt a hamburger, woman? Damn, that's cold, give me a large piece of meat, please, I've got the mint for it and everythin'!"
now, the majority of African Americans do listen to rap, and their general views are probably closer to Ted Kennedy than Clarence Thomas (though not really close to either of them, theres plenty of diversity there)
He's not really a representative of what the majority of the black community believes for and usually votes for
"Thanks for helpin' a brother out man, I'll do you proud. But you can keep the shorts, or not, they were expensive, gimme right there"
Mike Jones slowly put his cool shorts back on and then called out to Jorelle
"Hey yo, woman, can y'all get me some food please? Chicken or beef? Got any?"