Monday, January 16, 2012

Happy Mah'in Loofa Kang Joonya Day!

 

It's Blue Monday, Big Blue Monday is more like it! The New York Football Giants sent Aaron Rodgers and The Green Bay Packers, packing, which is at the heart of their organization, so they should be used to it. Good thing for Cheeseheads that it was a home game, so they didn't have far to travel. The New York Giants whooped the collective asses of the Packers 37-20. Big Blue will advance to the NFC championship game against the San Francisco 49ers. Packers are hurting and their fans don't need to have it rubbed in their faces. Yeah, right! You got housed! You got served! How about a little whine with your cheese? Your defense was Swiss, 'cause it had so many holes! Your offense was Limburger, 'cause it stank! Giants cracked down on your asses so damn hard, Syrian Leader Bashar al-Assad stood up, cheered, sat back down and took notes it! Even the referees who were obviously trying to give you ANY borderline call to keep you in the game, those crooked ass zebras couldn't help you.
The Vince Lombardi Trophy is once again up for grabs. Whether, or not Martin Luther King Jr. was a football fan isn't important, what he stood for IS. Dr. King had a dream that doesn't need repeating because we are all aware of what it was. If you're not familiar with it, Google it.


We all have dreams. And dreams keep us motivated to keep on keepin' on, in the face of adversity, overwhelming despair, and the daily grind of life. And life is a grind. The vast majority of people will never realize their dreams. There has to be something else to keep us pushing forward. To keep us from being ground down into bone meal, there has to be some grease introduced to our lives that keep the gears working as smoothly as possible. What is that grease?Well, could be enjoying family, friends, good food, entertainment, culture, travel, hobbies, exercise, meditation, laughter, vices, or whatever. The grease is individual and specific, as to importance, for each and every one of us, like this guy rockin' out a deuce. My man has his throne set up outside his double wide, beer on the tank, breeze blowin' over his oily hair, and rappin' on the phone with some fried Oreo eating junkie hottie, no doubt. He's found his grease, sad and pathetic grease, but it's his grease that makes his world spin just a little smoother. Find out what helps to minimize the grind and apply the grease!  

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