Saturday, July 25, 2009

Some people...

What up, yo?

Why is it a brother can't take a day off to work for the man without all these Biscottis getiin' all up in my grill all the time?

Like today, I was all about doing my shift at the Bellevue Square Hot Dog On A Stick. You know how it is. Punching the clock, then keepin' it real with a little extra ketchup on top! That's right, I was all about pleezin all the fine Ladeez of B-view while they was buying goodies at the B-View Artsie Museum Fair.

So what happens? My Boss lady, let's call her 5-0 cuz that's how old she is (but she still fine, yo), she put on the radio and it's PLAYING THE BISCOTTIS! They at some damn talk show talkin' about how they taking over the Parlor live in two weeks on August 9th. What am I supposed to do with that?

That kinda talk bad for my profile, dig?

So I cleverly tripped and fell into the radio, making sure I grabbeded it on the way down and executed a perfect three point shot right into the Fry-O-Lator!

That's right.End of Program!

In lieu of the radio, I kindly treated the assembled diners to an impromptu rendition of my latest hot single "Standin' at the ParkNride (Widout No Tranzfer).

99-Cent. That's change you can believe in, yo!

Catch you all on 8/9 at the Parlor. Get ready to throw down with the Hair Club fo' Men!

Peace out!

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

What up, yo?

So, 99 Cent just wishes to welcome you all to hiz blizzle blozzle right here. This the place where you will discoverate all the latest informationism regarding yours truly, the Great Pale Hope of the South End.

Word up, people... Things did not go as planned during my initial encounter with Johnny Hairdo and the Cookie Man. That's cool. I'm on what you call a steep learning curve here. Ain't the first time, right? Gonna collect myself, gather my troops (that be you peeps reading this), work up some new rhymes and serve all them Dizzles from New Jizzle Renton-style on June 14th at the Parlor in Bellevue!

Peace up, word out!

And, yo, can anybody give me a ride that night? Somebody stole my Schwinn... what up with that?