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Tuesday, January 03, 2006

The best Christmas present

[Today's post is our first guest post. The wife is due to post one about my sleeping habits, but she's been too busy and therefore you get this nugget of joy instead. This post was written by one Mr. David Sinyard.] I just wanted to share the highlight of my Christmas season. As you may know, Heather and I went to New York last week. We just flew back today and guess who I sat next to? That's right, Blood Raw. Apparently, he had been performing with Young Jeezy on the MTV New Year's eve show and was flying back home to Atlanta. We exchanged the standard pleasantries as he sat down, and then he went to sleep. Almost immediately he starts snoring ridiculously loud. People 10 rows in front of us are turning around to see what the noise is that is keeping us all from sleeping. Had it been a middle aged white guy, I probably would have given him a little nudge. Somehow I just couldn't bring myself to mess with this guy. Arriving home, I do a little more research on my new friend. Here's a quote from the (editor's note: when this website loads, you'll be serenaded with the artists of Corporate Thugz Entertainment rapping nice and loud through your speakers. Just an FYI =) Corporate Thugz website: "Defiantly unafraid, Blood Raw earned his name during a 6 1/2 year prison sentence after inmates noticed his monster like approach when delivering rhymes under basketball hoops." Starting off the year in company like that is surely a sign of a great things to come! Today's funny link has little to do with gangster rap or the sitting-next-to of people who perform it: Postal Experiments - these doods are pretty clever.

6 Comments:

  • uh, do you know how dangerous this post it? i mean, you're ruining the guy's street cred by pointing out that he flew commercial, perhaps even coach. jail time or not, this poor playa should have been snoring in his private jet with all his hoes draped around him. if only sinyard could have followed him to his car at the park n ride to discover he does indeed roll in a ford fiesta. good work second whitest guy i know with the guest post on the whitest guy i know's blog.

    By Blogger dizzymusik, at 1/03/2006 10:45:00 AM  

  • You read too far into things. No where in this post does it ever say that Sinyard wasn't flying on Blood Raw's private jet. Other than the slightly incriminating bit about the people "10 rows" up wondering what the snoring was... it could have been a really pimped out private jet with like ...err... 10 rows of leather seats.

    Hey, it's not likely or anything... but I'm just sayin'.

    By Blogger Eric, at 1/03/2006 10:49:00 AM  

  • I thought the box of chocolates at the end was a very nice ending to the postal experiments!

    By Anonymous the wife, at 1/03/2006 05:52:00 PM  

  • I think it's ironic that you chose the phrase "nugget of joy" to describe this post, given the dental characteristics of Mr. Raw...

    By Anonymous ben, at 1/04/2006 09:51:00 AM  

  • Yeah.. despite the pokes at the question of celebrity status of the distinguished Mr. Raw, it would appear that the value of jewelry and gold in his "grill" exceeds my current net worth. Even if he uses a standard CD player and not an iPod.

    By Blogger Eric, at 1/04/2006 12:23:00 PM  

  • Blood Raw is bringing Panama City to the map.(it took along time). No matter what his past is he is doing his thing. Go head BABY do your thing. If you don't know him don't judge him. The Bay Banger

    By Anonymous Hometowngirl, at 4/10/2006 01:28:00 AM  

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