The Dump Dictates Our Lives

I'm giving y'all a warning, today's topic isn't so nice. So if you're eating or got a weak stomach, it's best to avoid this. So I talk to this chick everyday and when I need to use the bathroom (for #2) I just tell her "be right back, gotta answer the door" and I come back in 10 minutes and that is that. This past weekend she left but seeing as she's such an honest person she tells me "be right back, bathroom." So I assume she's going to take a piss, she comes back 10 minutes later. So I know what went down and I keep it to myself. Her mood had suddenly changed, all of a sudden she was bursting with energy and stuff. I thought this only happens to me but apparently not. So I bring up the topic, I know what she just did and because she knows me, she isn't even disgusted. That's when I realized that there's a correlation between the 3 kinds of dumps we take and our self-esteem. 

The Wiggle- She denies this, as do most people I know. What is the wiggle? The Wiggle is a motherfucking legend. You run to the bathroom and you do your business. You then realize that while you're done, everything isn't completely out yet. Regardless if you reach for toilet paper or baby wipes, you're screwed, it's going to be one big fucking mess. So what do you do? You wiggle it the fuck out. But apparently I'm the ONLY one that does this. Alright at least I admit it. How does this affect your self -esteem one might ask? Well after all the wiggling, the discomfort, the stress and the effort, you just feel like shit (no pun intended). After you're done with the wiggle you're thinking "fuck life, fuck bills, fuck everything" because the wiggle exerted all energy from you and you become the most negative person ever. 

The Regular- The Regular is a dump that just happens. It's a regular ass dump. You hit the can, some of y'all like to read. Others like to hum and shit. Me personally I like to reflect. I think about my childhood and shit when doing the regular. I'm not one of those dudes who sits there for 30 minutes, I do my business and get the fuck about. The regular has no impact on your personality, self-esteem, or motivation because it's that habitual type stuff. Get in, do your thing, wipe, shower if you're fucked up like me and shower after every time, and get the fuck out and back to life. The regular is routine and is the most common dump we take. 

Thy Kingdom Come- This is the heavenly dump. You sit on the can, and you do your thing. You get up feeling 10lbs lighter, the circulation is flowing so much better and all of a sudden you get a burst of self-confidence. That's the one shorty had despite her denial. This can impact the world in ways you wouldn't imagine. If Hitler had one of these before he started killing folks, the world wouldn't be all that fucked up. If Osama took one of these on September 10th, the towers might still be up. If Big Ben. had this before the Super Bowl, he would have won. There's something about this sort of dump that just changes your outlook on things. You start to think more clearly, you build relationships with people you normally wouldn't care for. You start seeing the glass as half full. You get that self-confidence in you, nothing can hold you down. It all originates with what you do in the bathroom folks, I'm telling you. 

Recapping the Night: Beware the next couple of days, I beat the fuck out of the board today, it'll try to get me back. 

Plays of the Day:
Princeton -2 -110 (W)
Villanova/South Florida over 126.5 -110 (W)

NCAA:
Rhode Island -3.5 -110 (W)
Depaul/UConn over 138 -110 (W)
St. Bonaventure -4.5 -110 (L)
Dayton -1.5 -110 (W)

NBA:
Philly/Indiana over 205.5 -110 (W)
Houston +5 -110 (W)
Lakers/Hawks over 185 -110 (W)

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May the winners be ours. Taking over the world one step at a time. In case you haven't gotten the memo my name is Julius James and I'm the fucking shit.

Guest Blog: International Women's Day

Someone hit me up last week and told me the 8th was International Women's Day. I thought to myself, what the fuck is that so I googled and got some political and economical woman's power bullshit. Fuck Margaret Thatcher, I ain't down with that bullshit. But I wanted to do something special today, don't get me wrong women are best for cooking hot meals and giving head, if your chick does neither then leave her. Yet I've witnessed a lot of shit over the last few months when it comes to women. Everybody got a story to tell but I'm still amazed to this day at how many chicks I know that persevered over some bullshit. So I got 2 very important people to contribute to this entry, I'll colour code it. It's real life shit, I won't get into it but this ain't someone speaking from a script, these are people that lived through what they're about to speak on. Y'all can connect the dots. Before I go just a quick note, women always keep your head up high, regardless of what you doing whether you are a CEO or stripper, do whatever makes you happy. Give no one control and power over your life and strive to be and do what's best for you because in this cold world, we're programmed to settle for less and trust me when I say you can rise above. I ain't just talking, I mean that, Salute to all the good women in the world who don't give a fuck what people think, do what they want, and are happy with themselves. This shit I'm about to post means more to me than any blog combined, peace: 

The right climate is there for women to be able to really develop their individuality in whatever way you chose to, whether its with education or with careers or with something as simple as fashion. Generally speaking, why conform by the social norm? It’s up to every individual to step forward themselves and to develop their own meaningful individuality. You need to be confident enough to assert your choice in any scenario, otherwise what’s the point in taking a stance in the first place? It’s never too late to start over, and its never too late to change any aspect in your life that you don’t like. You don’t need to settle for anything or for anyone, and you don’t need to devalue yourself for the benefit of others. If you have the power within you to change something, then why bother settling for unhappiness.

To every woman living in fear: It’s too easy for abusive relationships to destroy your self-worth, and its too easy for it to lead you into a life of constant anxiety and fear; only making you feel more helpless and alone everyday. But you shouldn’t have to go through any of that pain, regardless of what you’ve been told  and made to believe, no one should have to endure that kind of isolated continuous pain. No one should have to be alienated from everything they care about and everything they love-

It comes down to two choices: You can choose to stay dead inside, turning your back on yourself by pretending nothing’s happened. You can choose not to come to terms with your pain and risking your happiness and safety by allowing the abuse to continue; which happens naturally when you’ve been talked into believing not to care about yourself or your happiness. Or you can make a different choice, choosing your health and safety, standing up and fighting for your own life, breaking free from everything you’ve been made to believe and accept. 

Although it seems like the hardest decision you have to make, or it seems like there’s no room or opportunity to make any decisions for yourself to start with, you have such an immense  strength within you to start making those decision and to start choosing what’s best for YOU. Yes it’s gonna  seem like the most unrealistic goal but you truly and honestly only need one person in your life who cares. Just one person who can help lift you onto your feet, and one person who can make all the numbness, fear and guilt go away. You shouldn’t have to feel progressively worse about yourself, you shouldn’t have to feel trapped and powerless and helpless each and every day, and you shouldn’t have your self esteem washed away after each argument or incident. When all the control is taken away from you, when it takes every muscle in your body to try to protect yourself, and when leaving just seems like an unattainable long lived dream, all you need is one true person in your life.

To every woman living in fear, have strength and remember as powerless as you might feel, all the real power is in your hands. Please to all who have, and are suffering,  don't give up for a single moment. 

I don't want to talk money on a blog like this, so no recap. Peace. 

Contact Info: Moneyhungry45@hotmail.com

May the winners be ours. Taking over the world one step at a time. In case you haven't gotten the memo my name is Julius James and I'm the fucking shit.

If He Winning Then I Want to Be A Loser My Entire Life

I gave him his 10 seconds of fame but I can't take it anymore, fuck Emily Estevez. See it was okay at first but now it's just sad to watch all these people ride his dick. At first he was speaking the truth despite being a fucked up idiot. Only you could change your addictions, no one else could do it for you, you have to want to change which is what he was saying. Then he started this winning non-sense, Charlie sit the fuck down, you're not winning shit. I get it, you want the money and at the moment you're making a few dollars because people buy into your crap, but he isn't winning at all. So what he lives with 2 Heaux, have you seen what either of em looks like without make-up? One looks like syphilis, the other gonorrhea. 45 years old partying just a few doors down from his kids in some hotel, and he's winning? 45 fucking years old and people keep giving this clown attention. Let me tell you who this dude is.

Back in the day before you turned legal drinking age remember how there was a tonne of all ages parties. So you and your friends on a friday night hit these all ages clubs where no alcohol is served, but you walk in wasted and high and have a good time. Yet there was always an old motherfucker there, with his hat to the back and a Seattle Supersonics Vin Baker jersey who would walk around. No one knows how he got there, he wouldn't leave with any girl. He had all the drugs in the world so people would hang around him, get high, then walk away. Then when the club closes he tells everyone he's hosting an afterparty but no one shows up because no one knows who he is. That's who Charlie Sheen is, the border-line pedophile guy who wears a Walter Payton jersey to the club. Grown folks don't want to be around him, kids don't want to be around him, and he's the male version of a heaux because he uses his drugs and alcohol to get friends but everyone just uses him. Yet next week you know he'll be back because he's a pathetic loser, only this time rocking a Bobby Hull Winnipeg Jets jersey.

Then he comes up with this term "winning" yet the guy looks like death. You know some people in this world steer clear from drugs. Others do a little weed here and there. Some do coke. Others like meth and crack. Charlie fucking goes to the "Car Care" department of Walmart and drinks Armor All Rim Cleaner straight from the motherfucking bottle. Everyone tells him he's cool but deep down they wouldn't dare try the shit he does because he wreaks of death. From what I seen he lives in a basic ass bungalow with 2 ugly bitches but yet he's the one winning? Keep your money Emily. If you've said "winning" in the past few weeks more than 3x, chances are you're a fucking loser and won't ever amount to shit so maybe you should go head and drink the Rim Cleaner like your idol Charlie. People who say "winning" are the same ones who were picked last on the school sports teams. People who say "winning" roast Chestnuts with their parents on a Friday night. People who say "winning" lost their virginity to the girl who fucked every Varsity and JV athlete on every team in highschool, and yet your winning ass still paid her. That's alright y'all could stay winning, I steer clear from rim cleaner. 

Recapping the night: More trash, I'm scaling it down and if you're winning congrats, if you're losing consistently then it's time to scale down, weird time in every sport right now. 

plays of the day:
lakers spurs over 190.5 -110 (L)
knicks +4 -110 (W)

NBA:
bulls heat over 188.5 -110 (L)
spurs -2.5 -110 (L)
wizards pistons over 199.5 -110 (W)
grizzlies/mavs over 201.5 -110 (W)
celtics/bucks over 182.5 -110 (L)

Contact Info: Moneyhungry45@hotmail.com

May the winners be ours. Taking over the world one step at a time. In case you haven't gotten the memo my name is Julius James and I'm the fucking shit.

Just Another Day

I'm starting to think that if Charlie Sheen saw my life he'd be like "wow, this shit is insane." For the month of February things were out of control every time I partied. I almost always passed out, I almost always was either in a fight or starting one. I did far too much drugs and in general I spent most days just trying to recover from the dumb shit I was doing on the weekend. So I said March is going to be different, I'm going to stay inside, won't go drinking, won't go doing drugs, won't party, I'll order take-out and watch tv and talk to fine white women. That's exactly what I did on Friday night, deep down I wanted to join my friends at the Opera house for the Joe Budden/Tribe Called Quest concert but the way I been acting I figured I'd get shot or out of control so I stayed inside and jacked off. I hit my bed around 1:30am, completely sober, happy cause I wasn't wasted and knew I wasn't going to have to deal with a hangover. I'm thinking to myself "yes, tonight will be normal, I survived." 

At around 2:30am I hear a gun shot and I immediately rolled off the bed, face down on the floor. I got crazy instincts and I'm a light/sensitive sleeper so I hear a gun shot and I get the fuck on the floor. I hear about 6 more and I'm thinking to myself, I either pissed one of y'all off with my racist language or the boyfriend of one of my blog readers found out that his girl is a heaux. The gun shots stopped and I realized nothing was broken so I figure I'm dreaming (I sleepwalk and shit on occasion). I tell myself I'm tripping out and I get back in the bed and fall asleep. About 10 minutes later both the house phone and my cell phone start going off. I wake up and look outside and there are 8 cruisers. You know how sometimes you wake up all disoriented and stupid, I still didn't think about the gun shots so I'm thinking fuck these feds are after me or some shit. My brother called (he was sleeping over at a neighbour's) and asked if I was okay. I'm like yea why. He said "there was a drive-by shooting outside our house." 

I'm like "what the fuck" I look outside and there is caution tape and feds everywhere. Now it makes sense. Shell casings, broken glass, cops, caution tape, all that shit all over my house. I'm thinking "great what a perfectly normal weekend." So the feds knocked on my door 3x and they asked me if I'd co-operate. I grew up in the hood, unless you try to kill me, you're a pedophile, or a rapist, or that domestic abuse shit, I ain't saying shit. So the cop tells me what he knows and I know what's going on, I could piece things together but I ain't saying shit. Then he shakes his head and says "the victim isn't co-operating either." So then WHAT THE FUCK are you harassing me for? If the nigga who got shot at don't want y'all to help him, why the fuck are you investigating. Go to Tim Hortons, order that large double-double and Boston Cream donut and leave me the fuck alone. Nah these dudes were asking me questions and "investigating" in a motherfucking hailstorm all day. I'd post the news story to verify this story but I don't want y'all freaks knowing where i live lol. Just another great day in my life. Peace.

Women Lost

Some of y'all that know me know that over the last few months I've been through some stuff in my real life that changed my perception of women. But I got to call a spade a spade, women lost, eternally. I'm going to apologize in advance but y'all need to do me a favor. Men, women, trannies, gays, chinks I want y'all to tune into this song: Women Lost . You know as men we gave Kim Kardashian a lot of credit. She's some half Arab chick who is famous for no reason and her Reality Tv show on E! comes on every 5 seconds when we're watching the NFL but we don't complain. We don't complain because as awful as her sextape was, it was still a good look. So Kim K. was once good for wanking purposes, not anymore.

Women, Kim K. just fucked y'all for a long time to come. Someone told her it was a good idea to make a song. You know how people with really shitty lives say "even the sun shines on dog shit." Well this ain't dog shit, this song would be an insult to dog shit. This song is diarrhea. This is after fiber and taco bell and exlax all mixed in one. This is when you go to the bathroom, and it ain't even brown, it's forest fucking green and when you wipe it comes off easy because it's liquid. This song is that stuff that has you turning your house upside down because you need to find the Yellow Pages to call the Plumber. This shit set women back to the days of Edith Bunker who had to put up with Archie's shit for years. If your pops leaves your mom in the next 20 years and you're without a father, blame this song. I can't see women bouncing back, they'll forever be tarnished.

Women should be paying men annual fees after this. The $55.00 annual fee I'm proposing would be payed by all women because it's clear that their gender has the capability of ruining the world with a song like that garbage and we'd like to be compensated. If you're a chick and you're reading this, go give your dude the good box today, tell him you love him, cook him that Roast chicken he loves and do the dishes after. Right now there's a straight dude at home listening to this saying to himself "getting it up the ass can't be all that bad." (no homo and for the record I have and will never say that.) Women just when y'all were getting there, just when Oprah got her own network, and Condoleezza Rice and Michelle Obama defied the odds and proved that ugly women could be successful too, y'all unleash that crap on us via Kim K. Virginia Woolf is rolling in her grave right now , thank you Kim K.

Recapping the night: Another shitty night, my bad y'all, I'm hurting right now. NCAA fuck you.

Plays of the Day:
Northeastern vs Delaware over 130 -110  (L)
Wright St. vs Cleveland St. over 127.5 -110 (W)



NCAAB:
Ohio +1 -110 (L)
NC Willmington +0 -110 (L)
Creighton/Northern Iowa over 124 -110 (L)
Niagara -4 -110 (L)
Evansville/Indiana St. over 129.5 -110 (L)

NBA:
Nets -2.5 -110 (W)
Miami Heat +2.5 -110 (L)
Celtics/Warriors over 203 -110 (W)
Suns/Bucks over 194.5 -110 (L)

Contact Info: Moneyhungry45@hotmail.com

May the winners be ours. Taking over the world one step at a time. In case you haven't gotten the memo my name is Julius James and I'm the fucking shit.

Sorry Folks

I got a big ass midterm that I blew off the last month for vagina. So now I gotta study this crap about the motor cortex and Broca's aphasia for 3pm . Will be back for sure on Saturday. Peace.

Why The Fuck Do You Want To Be Free For?

You know I watch all these Arab countries on the news everyday and they're begging for freedom and shit and I can't help but think, what a fucking bunch of idiots. Real talk, those are some slow and stupid motherfuckers. I don't know about Libya and shit and it ain't like anyone give a fuck about those terrorists anyway but I know a good amount about Egypt. You had free health care, you had free education, so what you're not free, who gives a fuck you had it easy. Now all this means is you terrorist motherfuckers will lose your jobs to some kids from Bangladesh. You want fucking rights? Ask the people in Wisconsin who been stripped of there worker's rights how it feels to be free. 

Then I see the women parading and celebrating and shit. I'm thinking what the fuck. What you females think, you could walk into Macys or wherever the fuck you terrorists buy clothes and wear whatever you want? Ask Lara Logan what happened to her once Egypt became "free." She's doing her fucking job, earning money like everyone else and has to put up with bullshit because some motherfuckers just got "free." Niggas walking around acting like they just won the lottery. All this motherfucking means is the next motherfucker that walks in, could tax you more and then you're forced to watch shit like Jersey Shore, Nancy Grace and Glenn Beck. That's what y'all motherfuckers are protesting for, the right to watch motherfucking Glenn Beck. The right way to go through with this revolution, tell your Arab presidents to calm the fuck down, like that crazy dude in Libya. If I were y'all Id march into his office and tell him "Listen you Iron Shiek looking motherfucker, you can take your loot, you can be as corrupt as you want, but give us a few more dollars and stop killing innocent folks or I'll blow your fucking brains into pieces. Have a nice day." That's what y'all should be doing, you should be thankful y'all have jobs and education and health care, instead your protesting for your right to watch Snooki on Thursday nights. 

But nah we have it easy we're "free." So free that a day before the G20 summit in Toronto, the government passed some made up law which gave the right to arrest you for refusing a search or refusing to identify yourself. We're so motherfucking free that after 4 years of basic ass college in the United States, without a dorm you're looking at 150k in debt. Ya happy 22nd b-day, you owe the University of Witcha fucking State 150k, that's without a dorm. You want a dorm and food and books, 200k, Merry Christmas. You're enslaved by debt at the age of 22 for the same undergrad shit you could have earned at the University of Cairo for the price of nothing but you're free. But you know what really pisses me off, it's not the banks giving uneducated people $400k loans when they make 22k a year and then taking all their shit. BYU makes me mad. A Kid was kicked off the basketball team, probably lost his scholarship and you want to know why. He was banging his girlfriend. I don't care if the Church of Scientology says you can't have sex, he banged his fucking girlfriend and lost the opportunity at playing for the Cougars. He didn't steal a car, he didn't even sell bootleg dvds, he fucked his hot girlfriend. It gets worse. Read this: BYU's honor code also requires students to be honest; abstain from alcoholic beverages, tobacco, tea, coffee and substance abuse; and attend church regularly.

That isn't a motherfucking exaggeration, you could get kicked out of school, they can take your 50k a year that you pay them and tell you to fuck off for drinking tea and coffee and lying. But we're free and North America is the greatest place on earth. Democracy doesn't work. It's a myth. Realpolitik worked. (if you don't know what it means, look it up)  We've been injected with fear and threatened with torture til all we're left with is a state of appeasement. The War on Terror, Weapons of Mass Destruction, the threat of nuclear arms, domestic terrorism, we're being fed this bullshit over and over and what does it make us do? Become Pussies. Become fucking faggots where we live in a world where the government could miraculously make up laws on the spot, they could kick you out of school for drinking tea and coffee because it's against the Church of the Latter Day Saints/Mormonism and they can strip you of your workers rights. I'm so glad I get to watch 24/7 coverage on Justin Bieber and his Mexican girlfriend because they're are countries who don't get this privilege. It feels good to be free, just ask this guy: Freedom is Great.