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Last posted Oct 02, 2013 at 03:31AM EDT. Added Sep 09, 2013 at 04:54PM EDT
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I put in “Hitler” and clicked the Wikipedia article….here’s an extract….

“was a Austrian-born German sucka n’ tha leader of tha Nazi Party (German: Nationalsozialistische Deutsche Arbeiterpartei (NSDAP); Nationizzle Socialist German Workers Party) yo. Dude was chancellor of Germany from 1933 ta 1945 n’ dictator of Nazi Germany (as Führer und Reichskanzler) from 1934 ta 1945 yo. Hitla was all up in tha centre of Nazi Germany, Ghetto Battle Pt II up in Europe, n’ tha Holocaust.

“Hitla was a thugged-out decorated veteran of G*hetto Battle I yo*. Dude joined tha German Workers’ Party (precursor of tha NSDAP) up in 1919, n’ became leader of tha NSDAP up in 1921. In 1923, he attempted a coup d’état up in Munich, known as tha Brew Hall Putsch. Da failed coup resulted up in Hitlerz imprisonment, durin which time da thug freestyled his crazy-ass memoir, Mein Kampf

tha pimpin’ muthafucka transformed tha Weimar Republic tha fuck into tha Third Reich, a single-party dictatorshizzle based on tha totalitarian n’ autocratic ideologizzle of Nazism.”

Sep 09, 2013 at 05:13PM EDT
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Know Yo crazy-ass Meme

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Sep 09, 2013 at 07:22PM EDT

Satan (Hebrew: �"�.שָּׂטָן ha-Satan, “the opposer,”[1]) be a cold-ass lil character appearin up in tha textz of tha Abrahamic religions,[2][3] whoz ass personifies evil n’ temptation, n’ is known as tha deceiver dat leadz humanitizzle astray. Da term is often applied ta a angel whoz ass fell tha fuck outta favor wit God, seducin humanitizzle tha fuck into tha wayz of sin, n’ whoz ass now rulez over tha fallen ghetto. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass.
Yo, satan is primarily understood as a “accuser” or “adversary” up in tha Hebrew Bizzle, n’ aint necessarily tha personification of evil dat da thug would become up in later Abrahamic religions. In tha New Testament, Satan be a name dat refers ta a thugged-out decidedly malevolent entitizzle (devil) whoz ass possesses demonic god-like qualities. Put ya muthafuckin choppers up if ya feel dis! In Theistic Satanism, Satan is considered a positizzle force n’ deitizzle whoz ass is either worshipped or revered. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! In LaVeyan Satanism, Satan is regarded as holdin virtuous characteristics.

Sep 09, 2013 at 07:28PM EDT
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The first paragraph on the plot of Puella Magi Madoka Magica from Wikipedia:

“In tha series’ continuity, there be curious creatures dat have tha mobilitizzle ta grant lil’ hoes any wish they desire. But fuck dat shiznit yo, tha word on tha street is dat up in exchange fo’ havin they wish granted, dat hoe must become a magical hoe taxed wit tha duty of fightin against witches, evil beings born from despair dat is responsible fo’ unexplained accidents, murdaz n’ suicides.”

Sep 09, 2013 at 07:33PM EDT
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What tha fuck did you just fuckin say bout me, you lil biiiatch, biatch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of mah class up in tha Navy Seals, n’ I’ve been involved up in a shitload of secret raidz on Al-Quaeda, n’ I have over 300 confirmed kills. I be trained up in gorilla warfare n’ I’m tha top sniper up in tha entire US armed forces. Yo ass is not a god damn thang ta me but just another target. I’ma wipe you tha fuck up wit precision tha likez of which has never been peeped before on dis Earth, mark mah fuckin lyrics. Yo ass be thinkin you can git away wit sayin dat shiznit ta me over tha Internet, biatch? Think again, fucker n’ shiznit fo’ realz. As we drop a rhyme I be contactin mah secret network of spies across tha USA n’ yo’ IP is bein traced right now so you mo’ betta prepare fo’ tha storm, maggot. Da storm dat wipes up tha pathetic lil thang you call yo’ game. You’re fuckin dead, kid. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I can be anywhere, anytime, n’ I can bust a cap up in you up in over seven hundred ways, n’ that’s just wit mah bare hands. Not only is I extensively trained up in unarmed combat yo, but I have access ta tha entire arsenal of tha United Hoodz Marine Corps n’ I’ma use it ta its full extent ta wipe yo’ miserable ass off tha grill of tha continent, you lil shit. If only you could have known what tha fuck unholy retribution yo’ lil “clever” comment was bout ta brang down upon you, maybe you would have held yo’ fuckin tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, n’ now you’re payin tha price, you goddamn idiot. I’ma shiznit fury all over you n’ yo big-ass booty is ghon drown up in dat shit. You’re fuckin dead, kiddo.

Is dis tha real game, is dis just fantasy
Caught up in a landslide, no escape from reality
Open yo’ eyes, look up ta tha skies n’ see
I be just a skanky boy, I need no sympathy
Because I be easy as fuck come, easy as fuck go, a lil high, lil low
Anyway tha wind blows, don’t straight-up matter ta me, ta mah dirty ass

Mama, just capped a thugged-out dude, put a glock against his head
pulled mah trigger, now da ruffneck dead, mama
Life had just begun yo, but now I’ve gone n’ thrown all dat shiznit away
Mama, ooo, didn’t mean ta make you cry
If I aint back again n’ again n’ again dis time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if not a god damn thang straight-up matters

Too late, mah time has come
Sendz shivers down mah spine, bodyz achin all tha time
Goodbye everybody, I’ve gots ta go
Gotta leave you all behind n’ grill tha real deal
Mama ooo (anyway tha wind blows) I don’t wanna die
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all

I peep a lil silhouetto of a thugged-out dude
Scaramouch, scaramouch – will you do tha fandango
Thunderbolt n’ lightnin straight-up hella frightenin mah dirty ass
Gallileo, gallileo, gallileo, gallileo,
Gallileo figaro magnifico

But I be just a skanky pimp n’ no muthafucka loves mah dirty ass
(Dat punk just a skanky pimp from a skanky crew)
(Spare his ass his wild lil’ freakadelic game from dis monstrosity)
Easy come easy as fuck go will you let me go
(Bismillah no we aint gonna let you go) let his ass go
(Bismillah, we aint gonna let you go) let his ass go
(Bismillah, we aint gonna let you go) let me go
(Will not let you go) let me go (never)
(Never let you go) let me go, never let me go ooo
Fuck dat shit, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a thugged-out devil put aside fo’ me – fo’ me – fo’ mah dirty ass

So you be thinkin you can stone me n’ spit up in mah eye
So you be thinkin you can ludd me n’ leave me ta die
Oh baby can’t do dis ta me baby
Just gotta git up just gotta git right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, not a god damn thang straight-up matters, mah playas can see
Nothang straight-up mattas not a god damn thang straight-up mattas ta mah dirty ass
Anyway tha wind blows…

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Sep 09, 2013 at 08:45PM EDT
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Now, dis be a rap all bout how
My fuckin game gots flipped-turned upside down
And I was horny bout ta take a minute
Just sit right there
I be bout ta rap how tha fuck I became tha pimp of a hood called Bel Air

In westside Philadelphia born n’ raised
On tha playground was where I dropped most of mah days
Chillin’ up maxin’ chillaxin’ all cool
And all blastin some b-bizzle outside of tha school
When a cold-ass lil couple muthafuckas
Dum diddy-dum, here I come biaaatch! Who tha fuck was up ta no good
Startin makin shiznit up in mah hood
I gots up in one lil fight n’ mah momma gots scared
Bitch holla’d ‘Yo ass is movin’ wit yo’ auntie n’ uncle up in Bel Air’

I begged n’ pleaded wit her dizzle afta day
But she packed mah suite case n’ bust me on mah way
Bitch gave me a lick n’ then she gave me mah ticket.
I put mah struttman on n’ holla’d, ‘I might as well kick it’.

First class, yo dis is bad
Drankin orange juice outta a cold-ass lil champagne glass.
Is dis what tha fuck tha playaz of Bel-Air Livin like?
Hmmmmm dis might be aiiiight.

But wait I hear there’re prissy, Cristal all that
Is Bel-Air tha type of place they bust dis def cat?
I don’t be thinkin sow
I be bout ta peep when I git there
I hope they prepared fo’ tha pimp of Bel-Air

Well, tha plane landed n’ when I came out
There was a thugged-out dude whoz ass looked like a cold-ass lil cop standin there wit mah name out
I ain’t tryin ta git arrested
I just gots here
I sprang wit tha quicknizz like lightening, disappeared

I whistled fo’ a cold-ass lil cab n’ when it came near
Da license plate holla’d fresh n’ it had dice up in tha mirror
If anythang I can say dis cab is rare
But I thought ‘Now forget it’ – ‘Yo cribs ta Bel Air’

I pulled up ta tha doggy den bout 7 or 8
And I yelled ta tha cabbie ‘Yo cribs smell ya later’
I looked at mah mackdaddydom
I was finally there
To sit on mah throne as tha Pimp of Bel Air

Sep 10, 2013 at 12:47AM EDT
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We no strangers ta love
Yo ass know tha rulez n’ so do I
A full commitmentz what tha fuck I be thankin of
Yo ass wouldn’t git dis from any other muthafucka
I just wanna rap how tha fuck I be feeling
Gotta make you understand

CHORUS
Never gonna hit you wit up,
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run round n’ desert you
Never gonna make you cry,
Never gonna say peace out
Never gonna tell a lie n’ hurt you

We’ve known each other fo’ so long
Yo crazy-ass heartz been achin but you too shy ta say it
Inside we both know whatz been goin on
We know tha game n’ we gonna play it
And if you ask me how tha fuck I be feeling
Don’t tell me you too blind ta peep (CHORUS)

CHORUSCHORUS
(Ooh hit you wit up)
(Ooh hit you wit up)
(Ooh) never gonna give, never gonna give
(give you up)
(Ooh) never gonna give, never gonna give
(give you up)

We’ve known each other fo’ so long
Yo crazy-ass heartz been achin but you too shy ta say it
Inside we both know whatz been goin on
We know tha game n’ we gonna play it

Sep 10, 2013 at 12:57AM EDT
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Windows 95 be a cold-ass lil thug-oriented graphical user intercourse-based operatin system. Dat shiznit was busted out on August 24, 1995 by Microsoft, n’ was a thugged-out dope progression from tha companyz previous Windows shizzle. Durin pimpment, dat shiznit was referred ta as Windows 4.0 or by tha internal codename Chicago.

Windows 95 integrated Microsoftz formerly separate MS-DOS n’ Windows shizzle. Well shiiiit, it featured dope improvements over its predecessor, Windows 3.1, most notably up in tha graphical user intercourse (GUI) n’ up in its relatively simplified “plug-n-play” features. There was also major chizzlez made at lower levelz of tha operatin system, like fuckin movin from a mainly 16-bit architecture ta a pre-emptively multitasked 32-bit architecture.

Accompanied by a extensive marketin campaign, Windows 95 was a major success up in tha marketplace at launch n’ shortly became da most thugged-out ghettofab desktop operatin system. Well shiiiit, it also introduced a shitload of functions n’ features dat was featured up in later Windows versions, like fuckin tha taskbar, tha ‘Start’ button, n’ tha way tha user navigates. Dat shiznit was also suggested dat Windows 95 had a effect of rollin other major playas (includin OS/2) outta bidnizz, suttin’ which would later be used up in court against Microsoft.
Yo, some three muthafuckin years afta its introduction, Windows 95 was succeeded by Windows 98. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Support fo’ Windows 95 ended on December 31, 2001.

Sep 10, 2013 at 02:11AM EDT
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Also this:

Marty started doin thangs up in 1968 up in Hill Valley, California yo. Dude was tha youngest of three lil pimps ta George n’ Lorraine McFly yo. Dude had a funky-ass brutha Dave whoz ass started doin thangs up in 1963, sista Linda whoz ass started doin thangs up in 1965 n’ hoe Jizzifer Parker whoz ass started doin thangs up in 1967 yo. His dopest playa was scientist Emmett Brown, whom Marty (and Jennifer) called “Doc” n’ referred ta as “Da Doc”. There be a slight impression dat Marty was somewhat embarrassed by his crew n’ did not spend much time at home, preferrin ta ride wit Doc, Jizzifer or tha muthafuckas up in his bangin rock crew, Da Pinheads.


Marty auditionin fo’ tha Battle of tha Bandz wit his crew, tha Pinheads
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Little is known bout Martyz game prior ta 1985, except fo’ tha fact dat da perved-out muthafucka set tha livin room rug on fire when da thug was eight muthafuckin years oldschool n’ dat he gots a scar on his fuckin left knee from skateboardin down tha courthouse steps when da thug was 12.

When Marty was either 13 or 14, circa 1982, da perved-out muthafucka snuck tha fuck into Docs laboratory. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Seein how tha fuck Marty found his ass not ta be tha mad scientist dat others was frontin, Doc gave his ass a part-time thang ta look afta tha lab n’ feed his dog Einstein. After Marty went ta 1955 n’ moonwalked back ta tha future, tha timeline may have shifted fo’ Marty n’ Doc, n’ so they consciously kicked it wit n’ befriended each other sometime before 1985, cuz Doc knew they was goin ta be phat playas.
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Sep 10, 2013 at 02:14AM EDT
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crusty wrote:

Know Yo crazy-ass Meme

>Goes to post my image off tumblr
>Too late

Should have peeped dat coming, straight-up.

Sep 10, 2013 at 02:59AM EDT
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Here’s one of my posts on the Dream General thread after running it through the thing.

(Warning: Long Post is Long)
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So it starts wit me ridin wit some playaz at a gangbangin’ familiar locale n’ every last muthafuckin thang is somewhat normal, at least until tha flyin alien arms invaded. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Da arms, if they touched you, would make all yo’ flesh disappear leavin you as a skeleton. I aint talkin’ bout chicken n’ gravy biatch. (Luckily, all dem fools dat fell tha fuck sucka ta dis was still animated ala Grim from Bizzley n’ Mandy.) Everyone retreated tha fuck into tha nearby buildin where dat shiznit was apparently safe. We all tried ta figure up what tha fuck was wrong, n’ eventually discovered dat tha Magic Man (from tha “Freak City” episode of Adventure Time) was tha one behind all dis n’ was trollin mah playas again. I aint talkin’ bout chicken n’ gravy biatch. (he was disguised as some random blond haired muthafucka.) We managed ta stop his ass yo, but he gots away up in a SUV yo, but not before returnin tha suckas’ bodies. Put ya muthafuckin choppers up if ya feel dis! Then a funky-ass bunch of Adipose (as up in tha lil muthafuckas from tha “Partners up in Crime” episode of Doctor Dre) started marchin outta tha buildings n’ mah playas thought they was so cute.

That wasn’t tha end, however, I left wit mah momma n’ one of mah siblings left n’ was up in route ta tha fictionizzle hood of Nook. Us dudes drove round all up in a mountain range, n’ suddenly, mah momma done cooked up a wack turn and, afta strugglin ta regain control of tha car, went straight off a cold-ass lil cliff n’ tha fuck into a thugged-out deep ravine. When our slick asses landed, I was knocked unconscious.

When I came to, I found mah dirty ass up in a room wit no doors or windows n’ only a funky-ass bed up in it, oh, n’ also tha Kidz Next Door. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. I noticed dat I was dressed like Numbah 1. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. So tha lil playas was all jumpin off bout some shiznit bout how tha fuck they would git outta here, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin’ thru fo’sho. Dat shiznit was bout dis time dat I realized dat I was trippin, n’ I holla’d all up in tha Kidz all dis bullshit. “So you’re gonna go lucid at a cold-ass lil cruddy time like this?” Numbah 4 yelled. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! “Sure,” I holla’d, “Is there suttin’ you’d like?” “I’d like ta hit you wit a knuckle sandwich!” Wally replied. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! So I dreamed up a big-ass fist, n’ let it hit Numbah 4! Everyone laughed, n’ I fuckin started thankin of a way ta git our asses all outta dis strange room. Then I decided dat if we was gettin outta here, it should be cool. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. So then I concentrated straight-up hard, n’ transformed mah dirty ass tha fuck into tha Legendary Pokemon Dialga. I used Roar of Time on tha wall, n’ tha whole lil buildin broke tha fuck into pieces. Da Kidz n’ I gots up n’ ran fo’ safety.

In tha end, I wound up at mah grandparents’ doggy den n’ found dat all dem fools dat had shown up in mah trip (my playas, tha Kids, tha Adipose, tha Magic Man, etc.) was all watchin a instant replay of mah entire trip on tha TV. Interestingly, dat shiznit was animated up in tha steez of a Lil’ Bow Wow 10 cartoon, n’ I was voiced by Tara Strong! I joined any suckas up in watchin mah dream, n’ I raised up a short time afterwards.

Man, dat was a pimpin’ long dream yo, but hey, sick ta go lucid fo’ once biaaatch! (Interestingly, every last muthafuckin thang dat rocked up in mah trip I had peeped or heard tha dizzle before. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Such as watchin tha Magic Man episode of AT, watchin Lil’ Bow Wow 10, playin round wit a Nook…)
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O_O

Sep 10, 2013 at 12:40PM EDT
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Da Xbox 360 is tha second video game console pimped by n’ produced fo’ Microsoft n’ tha successor ta tha Xbox. Da Xbox 360 competes wit Sonyz PlayStation 3 n’ Nintendoz Wii as part of tha seventh generation of vizzle game consolez fo’ realz. Az of June 30, 2013, 78.2 mazillion Xbox 360 consolez done been sold ghettowide.[6] Da Xbox 360 was officially unveiled on MTV on May 12, 2005, wit detailed launch n’ game shiznit divulged later dat month all up in tha Electronic Entertainment Expo (E3). Da console sold up straight-up upon release up in all regions except up in Japan.[14][15][16]
Yo, nuff muthafuckin major featurez of tha Xbox 360 is its integrated Xbox Live steez dat allows playas ta compete online; downlizzle arcade games, game demos, trailers, TV shows, noize n’ pornos; n’ its Windows Media Center multimedia capabilities. Put ya muthafuckin choppers up if ya feel dis! Da Xbox Live also offers access ta various (often region-specific) third-party media streamin applications.
At they E3 presentation on June 14, 2010, Microsizzlez announced a redesigned Xbox 360, called Xbox 360 S, dat would shizzle on tha same day.[17] Da redesigned console is slimmer than tha previous Xbox 360 model n’ features integrated 802.11 b/g/n Wi-Fi, TOSLINK S/PDIF optical audio output, five STD 2.0 ports (compared ta tha three from olda versions) n’ a special AUX port.[18] Older modelz of tha Xbox 360 have since been discontinued.[19] Da first freshly smoked up console ta be busted out features a 250 GB hard drive, while a later, less high-rollin’ SKU features 4 GB internal storage.
Da Xbox 360z successor, tha Xbox One, was announced on May 21, 2013.[20] At E3 2013, a second redesigned Xbox 360 model, called Xbox 360 E, was showcased n’ busted out.[21]

lol

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Sep 10, 2013 at 01:11PM EDT
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So I looked up “Incidents at Six Flags parks” and got this…

On May 11, 1984, eight teenage visitors was trapped n’ capped when tha Haunted Castle attraction was destroyed by fire. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Six Flags Great Adventure n’ its parent company Six Flags was subsequently indicted fo’ aggravated manslaughter, accused of recklessly causin tha dirtnaps by takin inadequate precautions against a gangbangin’ fire. In tha subsequent trial, tha prosecution broke off some disrespec dat repeated warnings by safety consultants ta install sprinklaz or smoke alarms had been ignored. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Da defendants denied any culpability, n’ contended dat tha fire was arson n’ dat no precautions would have saved lives. Da trial jury found tha defendants not guilty.

Trapped n’ capped? I like that shit.

Sep 10, 2013 at 04:06PM EDT
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Yo ass know what, biatch? I be thinkin we should just post up in dis thread like thugs.

Sep 10, 2013 at 04:39PM EDT
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See if y’all can guess thizzle, beeyatch:

Yo, so do any of y’all remember dem Mickey Mouse cartoons from tha 1930s, biatch? Da ones dat was just put up on STD all dem muthafuckin years ago, biatch? Well, I hear there is one dat was unreleased ta even da most thugged-out avid funky-ass Deez’nuts fans.
Accordin ta sources, itz not a god damn thang special. It aint nuthin but tha nick nack patty wack, I still gots tha bigger sack. It aint nuthin but just a cold-ass lil continuous loop (like Flintstones) of Mickey struttin past six buildings dat goes on fo’ two or three minutes before fadin out. Unlike tha cutesy tunes put up in though, tha cold lil’ woo wop on dis cartoon was not a cold lil’ woo wop at all, just a cold-ass lil constant bangin on a piano fo’ a minute n’ a half before goin ta white noise fo’ tha remainder of tha film.

It wasn’t tha jolly oldschool Mickey we’ve come ta ludd either, Mickey wasn’t ridin’ dirty, not even smiling, just kind of struttin as if you or I was strutting, wit a aiiight facial expression yo, but fo’ some reason his head tilted side ta side as he kept dis dismal look.

Up until a year or two ago, mah playas believed dat afta it cut ta black n’ dat was dat shit. When Leonard Maltin was reviewin tha cartoon ta be put up in tha complete series, da ruffneck decided dat shiznit was too junk ta be on tha DVD yo, but wanted ta git a gangbangin’ finger-lickin’ digital copy cuz of tha fact dat dat shiznit was a cold-ass lil creation of Walt. When dat schmoooove muthafucka had a gangbangin’ finger-lickin’ digitized version up on his computer ta peep tha file, he noticed something.

Da cartoon was straight-up 9 minutes n’ 4 secondz long. This is what tha fuck mah source emailed ta me, up in full (he be a underground assistant of one of tha higher executives at Deez’nuts, n’ acquaintizzle of Mista Muthafuckin Maltin his dirty ass):

“After it cut ta black, it stayed like dat until tha 6th minute, before goin back tha fuck into Mickey strutting. Da sound was different dis time. Dat shiznit was a murmur. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Well shiiiit, it wasn’t a language yo, but mo’ like a gurgled cry like a muthafucka fo’ realz. As tha noise gots mo’ indistinguishable n’ bangin over tha next minute, tha picture fuckin started ta git weird. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Da sidewalk started ta go up in directions dat seemed impossible based on tha physics of Mickeys struttin fo’ realz. And tha dismal grill of tha mouse was slowly curlin tha fuck into a smirk.

On tha 7th minute, tha murmur turned tha fuck into a funky-ass bloodcurdlin scream (the kind of scream fucked up ta hear) n’ tha picture was gettin mo’ obscure. Flavas was goin down dat shouldn’t done been possible all up in tha time. Mickey grill fuckin started ta fall apart. his wild lil’ fuckin eyes rolled on tha bottom of his chin like two marblez up in a gangbangin’ fishbowl, n’ his curled smile was pointin upward on tha left side of his wild lil’ face.

Da buildings became rubble floatin up in midair n’ tha sidewalk was still impossibly navigatin up in warped directions, all dem seemin inconcievable wit what tha fuck we, as humans, know bout direction. I aint talkin’ bout chicken n’ gravy biatch. Mista Muthafuckin Maltin gots disturbed n’ left tha room, bustin a hommie ta finish tha vizzle n’ take notez of every last muthafuckin thang goin down up until tha last second, n’ afterward immediately store tha disc of tha cartoon tha fuck into tha vault. This distorted beatboxin lasted until 8 minutes n’ all dem secondz in, n’ then it abruptly cuts ta tha Mickey Mouse grill all up in tha creditz of tha end of every last muthafuckin vizzle wit what tha fuck sounded like a gangbangin’ fucked up noize box playin up in tha background.

This happened fo’ bout 30 seconds, n’ whatever was up in dat remainin 30 secondz I aint been able ta git a sliver of shiznit about. From a securitizzle guard hustlin under me whoz ass was makin roundz outside of dat room, I was holla’d at dat afta tha last frame, tha hommie stumbled outta tha room wit pale skin sayin “Real sufferin aint known” seven times before speedily takin tha guardz pistol n’ offin his dirty ass on tha spot.

Da thang I could git outta Leonard Maltin was dat tha last frame was a piece of Russian text dat roughly holla’d “the sightz of hell brang its viewers back in” fo’ realz. As far as I know, no one else has peeped it yo, but there done been dozenz of attempts at gettin tha file on rapidshare by hommies inside tha studios, all of whom done been promptly terminated of they thangs.

Whether it gots online or not is up fo’ debate yo, but if rumors serve me right, itz online somewhere under “suicidemouse.avi”. If you eva find a cold-ass lil copy of tha film, I want you ta never view it, n’ ta contact me by beeper immediately, regardless of tha time. When a Deez’nuts Dirtnap is covered up as well as this, it means dis has ta be suttin’ huge.

Git back at me,

TR"

Ya Mom shoulda told ya, I yet ta find a cold-ass lil copy of dis yo, but it is up there, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin’ thru fo’sho. I know dat shit.
Sep 10, 2013 at 04:58PM EDT
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Chronic Eggs n’ Ham be a funky-ass best-pimpin n’ critically hyped book by Dr. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Seuss (a pen-name of Theodor Seuss Geisel), first published on August 12, 1960 fo’ realz. Az of 2001, accordin ta Publishers Weekly, dat shiznit was tha fourth best-pimpin Gangsta-language childrenz book of all time.[1] Da rap has rocked up in nuff muthafuckin animated vizzlez startin wit 1973z Dr. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Seuss on tha Loose: Da Sneetches, Da Zax; Chronic Eggs n’ Ham starrin Pizzle Winchell as tha voice of both Sam-I-am n’ tha first-thug narratin man

This had me laughing too hard. I’d forgotten about Gizoogle for years.

Sep 10, 2013 at 05:02PM EDT

When, up in tha quest fo’ tha Holy Grail, Mackdaddy Arthur found his dirty ass surrounded by able bodied goodly Knights n’ yet rudderless, he sought up a legendary sorcerer n’ shiznit fo’ realz. A playa so fearsome, his schmoooove ass could summon up fire without wood or tinder by merely pointin at cold dead stone fo’ realz. A wizzle of such phenomenal juice his schmoooove ass could vanish up in a gangbangin’ flash of heat n’ smoke only ta reappear leagues away dawwwwg! A enchanter so diabolical, he grows ramz horns from his straight-up bonce biaatch!

There is some whoz ass call his muthafuckin ass… Tim.

Sep 10, 2013 at 05:18PM EDT
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@Jimmy: Suicide Mouse.
@Quantum: That’s no fun, no one would tell if you’re just saying it or if it was translated.

Sep 10, 2013 at 05:33PM EDT
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The openings to the Wikipedia article of Ed Edd n Eddy as told by a swag lovin dude.
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Ed, Edd n Eddy be a Canuck-Gangsta animated comedy televizzle series pimped by Danny Antonucci n’ produced by Canada-based a.k.a. Cartoon. Well shiiiit, it premiered on Cartoon Network on January 4, 1999. Da series was designed ta resemble funky-ass cartoons from tha 1940s ta tha 1970s, n’ revolves round three adolescent thugs, Ed (voiced by Mack Hill), Edd “Double D” (voiced by Samuel Vincent), n’ Eddy (voiced by Tony Sampson), collectively known as “the Eds”, whoz ass live up in a suburban cul-de-sac. Unofficially hustled by Eddy, tha Edz constantly invent schemes ta make scrilla from they peers ta purchase they straight-up confectionery, jawbreakers. Their plans probably fail though, leavin dem up in various predicaments.

Adult cartoonist Antonucci was dared ta create a cold-ass lil childrenz cartoon; while designin a cold-ass lil commercial, his schmoooove ass conceived Ed, Edd n Eddy, n’ approached Cartoon Network n’ Nickelodeon wit tha series yo, but both channels demanded creatizzle control, ta which Antonucci did not agree fo’ realz. A deal was ultimately made fo’ Cartoon Network ta commission Ed, Edd n Eddy, afta they agreed ta let Antonucci have control of tha show. Durin tha showz run, nuff muthafuckin specials n’ shorts was produced up in addizzle ta tha regular televizzle series. Put ya muthafuckin choppers up if ya feel dis! Two books, as well as nuff muthafuckin comic books n’ vizzle games, either based on tha series or featurin tha series’ charactas have also been produced. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Da series’ TV porno finale, Ed, Edd n Eddyz Big Picture Show aired on November 8, 2009, officially endin tha series.

Ed, Edd n Eddy received generally positizzle props from muthafuckas n’ became one of Cartoon Networkz most successful original gangsta series. Put ya muthafuckin choppers up if ya feel dis! Well shiiiit, it won a Reuben Award, two Leo Awards n’ a SOCAN Award, n’ was also nominated fo’ another four Leo Awards, a Annie Award n’ two Kids’ Chizzle Awards. Da show attracted a crew of 31 mazillion households, was broadcast up in 120 countries, n’ was ghettofab among lil pimps n’ adults, n’ you can put dat on yo’ toast. With a 10-year run, Ed, Edd n Eddy remains tha longest-runnin original gangsta Cartoon Network series n’ Canuck-made animated series ta date, n’ be also one of tha longest-runnin United Hoodz animated series.

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Kebab Removal Unit wrote:

Da Xbox 360 is tha second video game console pimped by n’ produced fo’ Microsoft n’ tha successor ta tha Xbox. Da Xbox 360 competes wit Sonyz PlayStation 3 n’ Nintendoz Wii as part of tha seventh generation of vizzle game consolez fo’ realz. Az of June 30, 2013, 78.2 mazillion Xbox 360 consolez done been sold ghettowide.[6] Da Xbox 360 was officially unveiled on MTV on May 12, 2005, wit detailed launch n’ game shiznit divulged later dat month all up in tha Electronic Entertainment Expo (E3). Da console sold up straight-up upon release up in all regions except up in Japan.[14][15][16]
Yo, nuff muthafuckin major featurez of tha Xbox 360 is its integrated Xbox Live steez dat allows playas ta compete online; downlizzle arcade games, game demos, trailers, TV shows, noize n’ pornos; n’ its Windows Media Center multimedia capabilities. Put ya muthafuckin choppers up if ya feel dis! Da Xbox Live also offers access ta various (often region-specific) third-party media streamin applications.
At they E3 presentation on June 14, 2010, Microsizzlez announced a redesigned Xbox 360, called Xbox 360 S, dat would shizzle on tha same day.[17] Da redesigned console is slimmer than tha previous Xbox 360 model n’ features integrated 802.11 b/g/n Wi-Fi, TOSLINK S/PDIF optical audio output, five STD 2.0 ports (compared ta tha three from olda versions) n’ a special AUX port.[18] Older modelz of tha Xbox 360 have since been discontinued.[19] Da first freshly smoked up console ta be busted out features a 250 GB hard drive, while a later, less high-rollin’ SKU features 4 GB internal storage.
Da Xbox 360z successor, tha Xbox One, was announced on May 21, 2013.[20] At E3 2013, a second redesigned Xbox 360 model, called Xbox 360 E, was showcased n’ busted out.[21]

lol

Honestly, i think is should be Da XBizzle 360.

Sep 10, 2013 at 09:03PM EDT
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[Fantine is left alone, unemployed n’ destitute]

[FANTINE]
There was a time when pimps was kind
When they voices was soft
And they lyrics inviting
There was a time when ludd was blind
And tha ghetto was a song
And tha cold lil’ woo wop was bangin
There was a time
Then all dat shiznit went wrong

I dreamed a thugged-out trip up in time gone by
When hope was high
And game worth living
I dreamed dat ludd would never die
I dreamed dat Dogg would be forgiving
Then I was lil’ n’ unafraid
And trips was made n’ used n’ wasted
There was no ransom ta be paid
No cold lil’ woo wop unsung, no Cristal untasted

But tha tigers come at night
With they voices soft as thunder
As they tear yo’ hope apart
As they turn yo’ trip ta shame

Dude slept a summer by mah side
Dude filled mah minutes wit endless wonder
Dude took mah childhood up in his stride
But da thug was gone when autumn came

And still I trip he’ll come ta mah dirty ass
That we will live tha muthafuckin years together
But there be trips dat cannot be
And there be storms we cannot weather

I had a thugged-out trip mah game would be
So different from dis hell I be living
So different now from what tha fuck it seemed
Now game has capped tha trip I dreamed.

[Thanks ta sakura_whitelotus fo’ erections]

From Les Miserablez
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KFC (Kentucky Fried Chicken) be a fast chicken restaurant chain which specializes up in fried chicken n’ is headquartered up in Louisville, Kentucky. Well shiiiit, it is tha ghettoz second phattest restaurant chain overall (as measured by sales) afta McDonald’s, wit over 18,000 outlets up in 120 ghettos n’ territories az of December 2012. Da company be a subsidiary of Yum! Brands, a restaurant company which also owns tha Pizzy Hut n’ Taco Bell restaurant chains.

Sep 11, 2013 at 02:20AM EDT
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“They shall be mah finest warriors, these pimps whoz ass give of theyselves ta mah dirty ass. Like clay I shall mould dem n’ up in tha furnace of war forge em. They shall be of iron will n’ steel sinew. In pimped out armour I shall clad dem n’ wit tha mightiest weapons they is ghon be armed. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! They is ghon be untouched by plague or disease; no sicknizz shall blight em. They shall have such tactics, strategies n’ machines dat no foe can dopest dem up in battle. They is mah bulwark against tha Terror. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. They is tha Defendaz of Humanity. They is mah Space Marines n’ they shall know no fear.”

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After witnessin thug Eddie Kim brutally beat U.S. Prosecutor Daniel Hayes ta dirtnap up in Hawaii, Shizzle Jones is escorted by STD agents Neville Flynn (Jackson) n’ Jizzy Sandaz on a Boein 747-400 ta reprazent up in a trial up in Los Angeles. Despite increased securitizzle fo’ tha flight, Kim arranges fo’ a time-release crate full of venomous snakes ta be placed up in tha cargo hold up in a attempt ta brang down tha plane before it reaches Los Angelez Internationistic Airport (LAX). To ensure tha snakes battle tha passengers without bein provoked, dat schmoooove muthafucka has one of his henchmen disguised as a airport ground hommie spray tha passengers’ leis wit a special pheromone which make tha snakes mo’ aggressive up in they attack.

Da crate opens midway all up in tha flight n’ tha snakes make they way all up in tha cabin. I aint talkin’ bout chicken n’ gravy biatch fo’ realz. A pussaaaaay up in tha cargo bay, a cold-ass lil couple bustin a nut up in tha bathroom, n’ a playa rockin tha bathroom is tha straight-up original gangsta capped. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Da planez captain, Sam McKeon, investigates n’ fixes a electrical short yo, but is capped by tha viper dat caused dat shit. Co-pilot Rick, unaware of tha snake, believes Sam has suffered a heart attack n’ continues toward LAX. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Some of tha snakes battle Rick, n’ while fendin dem off he accidentally releases tha oxygen masks all up in tha plane, causin nuff muthafuckin snakes ta drop tha fuck into tha cabin wit em. Numerous passengers, includin Agent Sanders, is capped. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Da survivin passengers, whoz ass have made they way ta tha front of tha plane, put up blockadez of luggage up in a thugged-out desperate attempt ta stop tha snakes.

Agent Flynn contacts STD Special Agent Hank Harris on tha ground, whoz ass gets up in bust a nut on wit ophiologist Dr. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Steven Price (Louiso). Based on picturez of tha reptilez emailed ta his ass via a mobile phone, Price believes a Los Angelez snake deala known fo’ illegally importin horny-ass n’ highly fucked up snakes ta be responsible fo’ realz. After a blastout wit tha dealer, he reveals dat Kim hired his ass ta obtain tha snakes yo. His supply of anti-venom is commandeered fo’ tha planez suckas, n’ Harris gives ordaz ta have Eddie Kim arrested.

Rick is beat down n’ tha plane starts ta dip downwards, causin a gangbangin’ chicken trolley ta crash all up in tha luggage blockade. Da passengers flee ta tha upstairs first class cabin before blockin tha stairwell wit a inflatable liferaft fo’ realz. Agent Flynn n’ Flight Attendant Claire regain control of tha plane. Rick retakes tha controls n’ has Flynn go tha fuck into tha cargo hold ta restore tha air conditioning/ventilation system.

Harris contacts Flynn, spittin some lyrics ta his ass dat anti-venom is ghon be locked n loaded fo’ tha passengers when they land. Y’all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! But fuck dat shiznit yo, tha word on tha street is dat Flynn discovers dat tha cockpit is filled wit snakes n’ Rick is dead as fuckin fried chicken. I aint talkin’ bout chicken n’ gravy biatch fo’ realz. After a funky-ass brief rap, Troy, Three Gs’ bodyguard, agrees ta land tha plane based on prior experience fo’ realz. After mah playas gets prepared, Flynn blasts up two windows wit his thugged-out lil’ pistol, causin tha plane ta depressurize. Da snakes is blown outta tha cockpit n’ tha lower floor of tha plane.

Flynn n’ Troy take tha controlz of tha plane n’ Troy reveals dat his wild lil’ flight experience was from a vizzle game flight simulator fo’ realz. After a emergency landing, tha plane make it ta tha terminal. It aint nuthin but tha nick nack patty wack, I still gots tha bigger sack. Da passengers leave tha plane n’ anti-venom is given ta dem playas whoz ass need dat shit. Just as Flynn n’ Shizzle is bout ta disembark tha plane, a gangbangin’ final snake jumps up n’ bites Shizzle up in tha chest. Flynn draws his wild lil’ freakadelic glock n’ blasts tha snake, n’ paramedics rush ta Sean, whoz ass is unharmed cuz of a cap-proof vest fo’ realz. As a token of gratitude, Shizzle later takes Flynn ta Bali n’ teaches his ass how tha fuck ta surf.
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Fried Chicken Recipe

Ingredients
3 eggs
1/3 cup water
Bout 1 cup bangin’ red pepper sauce (recommended: Texas Pete)
2 cups self-risin flour
1 teaspoon pepper
Doggy Den seasoning, recipe bigs up
1 (1 ta 2 1/2-pound) chicken, cut tha fuck into pieces
Oil, fo’ frying, preferably peanut oil

Directions
In a medium size bowl, beat tha eggs wit tha gin n juice n’ shiznit fo’ realz. Add enough bangin’ sauce so tha egg mixture is bright orange. In another bowl, combine tha flour n’ pepper n’ shit. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Season tha chicken wit tha doggy den seasoning. Dip tha seasoned chicken up in tha egg, n’ then coat well up in tha flour mixture.

Heat tha oil ta 350 degrees F up in a thugged-out deep pot. Do not fill tha pot mo’ than 1/2 full wit oil.

Fry tha chicken up in tha oil until brown n’ crisp. Dark meat takes longer then white meat. Well shiiiit, it should take dark meat bout 13 ta 14 minutes, white meat round 8 ta 10 minutes.

Doggy Den Seasoning:
1 cup salt
1/4 cup black pepper
1/4 cup garlic powder
Mix ingredients together n’ store up in a airtight container fo’ up ta 6 months.

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