My Book Of Rants!

Would I surround myself with distress? Nah. Loss of power it'll mean, vexation, and alotta stress. Instead, watching Naruto, to the disbelieve of nitwits who remain glued to the airwaves. Don't misunderstand me, I told one- I love being informed. . . but now. .  I'm occupied.   

@Ariblaze, it seems like you traded some words after all. I didn't know trouble was now such a scarce commodity. Humph. I'm outta here. Make una no beg me o

Reasons for Mad Cow Disease

A female TV reporter arranged for an interview with a farmer, seeking the main cause of Mad Cow Disease.

The lady reporter: Good evening, sir. I am here to collect information on the possible source of Mad Cow Disease. Can you offer any reason for this disease?

The Farmer stared at the reporter and said: Do you know that a bull mounts a cow only once a year?

The lady reporter (obviously embarrassed) : Well, sir, that's a new piece of information, but what's the relation between this phenomenon and Mad Cow Disease?

The Farmer: And , Madam, do you know that we milk a cow twice a day?

The lady reporter: Sir, this is really valuable information, but what about getting to the point?

The Farmer: (getting closer to the reporter) I am getting to the point, madam,  Just imagine, if I was playing with your breast  twice a day and only screwing you once a year, wouldn't you get mad?

LOL!!! . . . .dude thats sooooooooooooo PRICELESS. . . .best thing i've read all darn day for real!!


Same here dear . . . . .it does the mind a bit of good sometimes. . . . . like u i too will BRB. . . . .lemmie come and vent ma chest off!!

give no damn

  as if i care

as if i'll tremble when you stare

  as if I am afraid of you

as if you can tell me what to do

  as if i give a sh**

as if someone like you can make me quit

  as if i care what you say

as if I don't know that every ass likes to hear himself bray

  as if I give a Fcuk

as if i care if you call me stuck-up

  as if I care that you think i am a nuisance

as if I care if you keep your distance

  as if i care if you don't answer me

as if i care if you are dead or can't see

  as if i am bothered by your write-up

as if i am afraid to tell you "stick it up"

  as if i give a rat-ass

as if i am upset b/c you think i have no class

  as if i don't know all your plans

as if i give a damn


. . . . . . .give no damn

hi vespa

hi ka9

hi tgurl

hi kill

hi sino

hi epi

cc tubabie

bcc toyosi


i sincerely apologize for my absence

i have being beaten black and blue

its my fault you know, the direct

consequence of having two loves

in my life,two big black women

who dont suffer fools atall, and who equally

require my attention,feisty the both of them

and i dont want to let either go, co-exist they would have to learn

thus just like a novice playing with explosives, i was bound to get burnt

and burnt i did, my ankle hurts right now. . . . . . .but i am sadly non the wiser

and i dont intend to be. . . . .

my beautiful lady who i am very much in love with

and my beautiful blackbird, who i have always being in love with

and like a man tuned towards polygamy i have to coax them to co-exist

but me thinks after what i am going to write next the lady in question

would make damn sure they dont. . . . . . .

200 meters ahead see cars grinding to a halt

hard braking was required by me,banked left

what i saw ,my heart cut,stopped,dropped

i saw the belly of a bike,turned upside down

in the middle of the expressway. . .green fluid running across

the tarmac. . .and a motionless rider,still faced down,awkward position

the 400cc was down. . . .the rider was down

the culprit. . .the guy who broke formation, benard my mechanic

my tax came to action , we called FRSC they came we picked him,

straight to the hospital.helmet saved his life. . .

gist from people riding behind him. . .dude runs into a slowing trailer at 170km/hr

sat keeping vigil at the hospital from 12noon till 9pm,he breathes, he talks and he is hungry

i am mad, but i am calm. . if he and when he walks away my wrath shall befall him

for now. . . .he has to live and he has to walk. . . .

i saw what carelessness and over confidence can do to a person

and i intend not to be caught in the deceitful web ever





if you are planning on telling me to stop riding . . .save your breath




behold my blackbird. . .just before the ride

You berra report here ASAP, i wanna hear what you've got, 

well since no one is saying anything

i picked this up from somewhere

i sure do hope it sparks the war i crave. . . .



Women : Just read the first half!

A Woman was out golfing one day when she hit the ball into the woods. She went into the woods to look for it and found a frog in a trap. The frog said to her, "If you release me from this trap, I will grant you three wishes." The woman freed the frog, and the frog said, Thank you, but I failed to mention that there was a condition to your wishes.

Whatever you wish for, your husband will get times ten!" The woman said, "That's okay." For her first wish, she wanted to be the most beautiful woman in the world. The frog warned her, "You do realize that this wish will also make your husband the most handsome man in the world, an Adonis whom women will flock to". The woman replied,  "That's okay, because I will be the most beautiful Woman and he will have eyes only for me." So, KAZAM-she's the most beautiful Woman in the world! For her second wish, she wanted to be the richest woman in the world. The frog said, "That will make your husband the richest man in the world. And he will be ten times richer than you. " The woman said, "That's okay,
because what's mine is his and what's his is mine." So, KAZAM-she's the richest woman in the world! The frog then inquired about her third wish, and she answered, "I'd like a mild heart attack."

Moral of the story: Women are clever. Don't mess with them.

Attention female readers: This is the end of the joke for you. Stop here and continue feeling good.

Male readers: Please scroll down.
















The man had a heart attack ten times milder than his wife!!!

Moral of the story: Women are really dumb but think they're really smart. Let them continue to think that way and just enjoy the show.

PS: If you are a woman and are still reading this; it only goes to show that women never listen!!!

Forward this to all the guys for a good laugh, and to all the ladies who have a good sense of humour

A woman with a good sense of humour? What's that Blaze? Are you talking about some kind of mythical creature?


As regards your bike, break a leg. Or two.

whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

am sooo scared

quaking in my boots

dont come close to me ko, dont come close to me ni

LOL!!. . . .i hear yah,

Tubabie wassup??

Ariblaze howdy??

Oya here goes oo. . . .


I write because its what i do with ease.

I write because it lends an ear to the urban parents as well as ma peers

I write for therapy, the one that reaches far beyond physicality but for the one that touches souls both luke warm and cold.

I write because i love this. The way i spit mediated lyrics over silent waves of air only to receive triumphant oohs and whoas,

No, I know why i write. . . . . .I write because you need to hear what i got to say whether it be on some spine tingling lovemaking,

rowdy fight after the club jaw breaking or emotional stagings. Or finding that perfect someone presenting that ring.

I write for the meek whose voice isn't heard. Even though he professes knowledge no one listens to a word.

I write because it sheds light on things overseen. I write so everyone can read the space in between. .  .the lines.

That's why i write!!!

nice

@stillwater


you called me a rat?

me rat?

Dumb girl. . . . . .Thought you knew better?

Thought you could fool yourself

Into fooling yourself in Love?

Silly thing,. . . . . .Should have known better:

There’s no such thing. . . . .As a fooled heart,

Only foolish minds with foolish . . . . Hands and thighs.

Thought you could change, The course?

Turn to a new page in, The book you Weren’t holding?

Doesn’t work that way, it really doesnt. . .It was water in the glass You were holding.

But knowing doesn’t change Feeling.

Doesn’t lessen the Sting of breaking, Doesn’t fill the quiet of waiting.

It doesn’t even stop you From Wasting all your Waiting On the wrong one.