“Bloggin’ Ass Bloggers! ”A King

Question:
How do you know that you’ve never been posted about?

Bloggin' Ass Bloggers

Almost everyone has a facebook, a blog, or a twitter.

You know that day when you ran out the house quick lookin like you got dressed in the dark?
You might be a twitpic somewhere.
The day you forgot to wear deodarant and you smelled like a goat sh*t sandwich?
Posted. I bet it was definitely tweeted.

Do you suffer from bloggerphobia? Fear of bloggers.

I came up with this idea, because I was doing some real cupcake ish being out with my girl and her friends hangin out at a bar the other night and I ran into a fellow blogger, who has been known to to grab a keyboard and  hurt somebodys feelings or put em on blast if he feels like it. I was like damn, let me be easy. What up Seattle!

Oh yeah, and I also steal peoples twitpics for work– and label them all crazy before providing them to radio station jocks around the country.  Ask Big Tigger. You thought Bossip was bad?

Haha you might be gettin clowned on the radio right now, my bad.
Its a bloggy blog world,
Rahim

P.s. Don’t start actin different around me now.

Kanye West ain’t playing around with the promo. I know he has a classic album on his hands though…especially with that fire poetry he’s going around spittin. The song “mama’s boyfriend,” is kinda deep. If you missed his facebook performances, or if you want to see more for yourself, click here.

Props: IllRoots

Another Video:

Capolife.com coming soon.

It’s gonna be some of this, some of that, and, umm… i’ll let the publicist do the rest of the talking.  #alldipeverything

Drizzy, thou shalt not lie…is one of the 10 commandments. I understand, that it happens sometimes though.

Telling a lie in order to protect someone’s feelings is unfamiliar to no one. Everyone has grappled with the situation, especially in cases where we didn’t get away with it were trying to protect our loved one’s feelings.

The most interesting piece of this post is “I have no regrets,” and “I am far surer of what is kind than what is true.”

Think about that…

Conclusion: Rappers are people too. I knew it.

Hit me up here, let me know what you think.

Editor’s Note: Alright, alright. here’s what happened…I wrote this dope ass blog right, and i deleted the first half of it by accident, but this is my blog and i do what i want right? So here’s the second half.

drunk dialing

I know I said this was going to be short but don’t rush me.

Now I like to exaggerate in order to make points, that’s my thing.

Let’s keep it real though, you may not know what exactly you said when you called someone but you know THAT you are going to when you do, and you know WHY, and WHAT you want from them, even if its only sex attention.

Let’s Do Some Math, Bitches:

some equations

How drunk you are = how stupid you sound especially when the other person is sober.

Fun phrases :)
“I’m drunk so please excuse what I say from here on out…”
Ah what da fak? Please excuse everything that you wanted to say and ways you wanted to act but didn’t when you were sober? Ah yeah, NO.

“Don’t judge me…”
Aww man got to love this zany counter attack by accusing the victim of judgement.

“What time is it?”
Late. I don’t know drunk ass!
We are both on cell phones.

“What are you doing?”
This line of questioning can be kind of tricky. Depending on how the question was asked it could either be good or bad.

1- whatcha doing?

This is the person in a state of suspectness trying to check up on you, disguised by the friendly “whatcha?” When I see one of these, mi caan believe mi eye. I go into full rebellion mode, how about you? #jordanshrug

this is the precursor to the kanyeshrug

better than the #kanyeshrug

2- whatcha doing? Aka whatcha gonna do about my pumpum?

We (Men) send this version. “You still up?”

What to do:

Make plans or don’t answer it and pretend you fell asleep. We call that the “death of the ringtone” swindle. What up streetz. #awwh.

All in all, be careful what you do with your fingers when your drinkington.

Someone could get hurt.

Here is the pilot episode of “On The Couch” hosted by myself. Leave comments and let us know what you think.

On The Couch


This video is not only creative, but the song is fire, and the idea was the brainchild of a close friend of mine, Jonathan Master.

Radio The Rahim
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Twitter is like a video game to me.” – Jim Jones, Capo

It’s Twitney, Bitch!” – Anonymous



Twitter! Home of just about everybody right now…right? This damn new “thing” adds an unnecessary level of f*ckery to our everyday lives, whether public or private. With quick and easy first hand access to so many people, one would think that they have hit the gold mine with regards to pimpin.

I beg to differ, and I have 5 million reasons why:

1. Everything you say is “googlable.” Yes, I don’t give a f*ck about bing.com. At least not yet…Google is still the search engine of champions. If people want to know something about anything, they “google” it. Some of you have screennames that are extremely uncreative (you used your real name).Game over for you if you try to get cute and say some slick sh*t, and it ends up popping up as the first line in your girlfriends random google search. Got ‘em.

*note that even if your partner doesn’t have twitter, this is how you can still “get got.”

2. Sending messages that should be DM’s. Oh sh*t! Some of us send mad reckless tweets to more than one female at a time! Chicks y’all be wyling alot too. Don’t get reported to @hoecop, seriously. You know that “@replies” are fed to everyone, right? …and then there’s the literal f*ckups , like being on ubertwitter and squealing “oh sh*t” after publicly asking @yourconcubine for the time to meet at the hotel so you can get it on. I know, you thought you were sending a DM. Your bad.

*Twitterberry is good for doing people dirty with this one.

3. Your pleasures mix with your dirty business – Are you really going to go on your shorty’s page every single day to check to see who she’s f*cking following? Do you have that kind of time? I don’t. Chances are, due to all the “retweeting,” group “@replies,” and “#followfridays, the one your lovin may end up followin; the one you be humpin. One may say something really witty, and they may end up adding each other, and even becoming way cooler with each other than you’d ever like them to be. I’m sure you can figure out the endless possibilities for FML which can arise thereafter.

4. Shorty Does An “@name” search Oh yes, your not gonna like this one, pimp. Hey you know how you can do a search for whatever you want in twitter? Haha, well, your shorty can easily type your twittername “@twitterpimp” in the twitter search box, and see all the shit that OTHER PEOPLE were writing to you! Remember that time you told her you were going to sleep at 9pm? Lol. Meanwhile you were out somewhere “getting it in,” while your company was there tweeting about it to you. Some people do that. Anyway, you can’t delete those.

5. Fake Twitter Accounts – This is the grandmother of all f*ckery. Someeone going out of their way to create a twitter account to follow you and all the people that you talk to. Beyond stalker, in a land beyond wrong or right? However, I have seen sh*t like this done before.

Moral of the post: Don’t lie, or don’t tweet.

Honorable Mentions: Predictable passwords, leaving your computer on, tweeting about how you cheated

Did I miss anything? I think I covered from the mini slip ups to the flat out sabotage.

Let me know what I missed! We welcome your comments below.

Rahim The Dream
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