Who?

Don’t be mad, y’all can’t come up with a fly af greetings like that.

Those greetings were part of the trade for our rhythm centuries ago.

Along with the colonialism, but that’s not as fun.

Shit is that the Uncle Ben’s strain?

Goddamnit.

I believe he’s chill unless you diss him.

I mean, I gotta agree.

throws holy water at you No.

I got to 2:55. I’m…hmmm…I mean it’s… I’m trying to say something. But…my brain. Is just not working. She is artistic. Also respect to the limp bizkit sound bite or whatever it’s called. Say what ya want, but I grew up on the bizkit.

Brother, the universe is an unending assault of unexpected events. I don’t ever get surprised by things I never thought could happen. We could all wake up tomorrow as birds and I’d just be like “yep this is it.”

I mean, brother. Your story is confusing.

This is what I’m reading and please don’t get mad at me

1. You found a hookup on Craig
2. She asked you to shave “down there” Now I’m no scientist or English scholar, but down there to means your pubic area, your dick balls and or ass and asshole.
3. You got a cut while shaving (rookie move bro, gotta use good cream and take it easy.)
4. You had sex
5. You went to work at a ranch around horse shit. Even if you didn’t get it directly on your private area, I’m sure it was on your pants. Which shit is wet and will soak through.
6. You didn’t fully clean yourself or sanitize your cut after a job like that. Hell if I have a cut on my private area I put alcohol on it even if I haven’t done anything that day. You know how sweaty our balls get bro? C’mon this is shit I learned in high-school when I got my first basically rash cause I sweated so much from football. I keep my shit dry and clean now.
7. You got an infection and went to doctors who then told you what caused it. But either it was a spider bite, the horse shit or the sex with the person? Which the later one, the sex, doesn’t seem like it to me.

It’s kinda confusing as to what happened to you my friend. Maybe try reexplaining it?

From what I’m told, yea, she was.

My partner had a great Aunt who actually died at the Jonestown thing.

I mean did y’all not look into Mr. Flavor town? He doesn’t have a good track record with women on his show. He treats them more like food than the actual food he claims to know so much about.

Cause most folks don’t talk things out and figure out the rules of their relationship. Most folks will force themselves to be with someone they aren’t compatible with and then get upset when they aren’t fullfilled.

Thanks, brother. I appreciate it so much. You got no idea. I definitely do. My partner, her and my son are the reasons I stopped myself and took control of it. We figured I am probably bipolar. We’ve taken steps to fight it. Knowing when I am having a mood swing, and stuff like that. She also calls me out on my bullshit. Like when I into the mindset that everyone is against me etc etc. I got very lucky to have a partner whose smart enough to see I’m not just a rage monster. It’s helped me learn to be open with my feelings without exploding.

Thanks brother for the kind words. This is why I love forums like this. I find some of the kindest people on em. I always feel so lucky to be able to talk to folks like you.

That’s awesome. Ya, that’s how it was for me. That and talking to folks on forums that were more liberal. It’s funny how much we can change when we don’t put ourselves in boxes.

Jazz? I been trying to get into that, haven’t found what I like. You know Cowboy bebop? I don’t know if the intro song counts as jazz, but I think I’m leaning more to liking that. Especially for gaming. I’ve been listening to it when playing bf6, seems I can focus better.

And ya, Nashville country…eh…I like a few, mainly cause it was a song I heard growing up, but definitely wouldn’t go out of my way to listen to. My dad was the type to listen to that really really old country music. Bleh! I mean, it’s okay just not my taste.

The beggars guild by Road kill ghost choir is nother emotional song I feel.

And Goodnight Texas- Hurry things along. This song got me to quit smoking cigs.

Thank you my friend, it’s giving me butterflies that y’all liked the songs and hearing others talk about their love for the music.

I love his voice. I’m no singer but I sing in my car, no matter whose in it, and I feel I can nail his songs the best.

The song Demons and the song Whiskey hit me in my core.

Both, and I know this is gonna sound dumb, but my addiction to weed and rage. I grew up in a very violent house. We didn’t talk things out, we fought, even if we were wrong. It’s addicting to have that level of rage. Seeing red, being out of your body. One day like 6 yrs ago I heard Demons. With demons, it made think about how I was letting my rage become me and run my life

I was riding home by myself from Tifton to Valdosta. I broke down crying driving on back roads at night cause I felt the song in my heart. Then Whiskey a while after, and it made me see how much I was relying on weed to mask my emotions. I still smoke. But it’s a lot less and I am open to myself and anyone who does something to affect(?) my emotions.

Then like I said, the new song oh my god. Boy. My mama having cancer. She raised me. She believes in God, and I don’t. It got me to thinking that maybe I don’t know and that all this has happened and will happen and if there is a god, we don’t know anything about them, so why make assumptions? Just feel the grass grow between your toes.

Whew. Sorry brother/sister, I got to running my fingers and couldn’t stop.

My former boss, when I did flooring, listened to Myers. The song stone, I think it was, had me hooked.

Then from there The Dead South- in hell I’ll be in good company, which sent me to The White Buffalo, and then from there a deep rabbit hole.

I love knowing music of different walks of life. My pandora will go from Matchbox20 and Goo goo dolls, to Lamb of God, Spark Master Tape, Tupac, pretty much everything.

I actually started listening to rap when I was alot younger and a dumb bigot. My ma taught me to learn what songs were about. Which I did with the rap songs, which in turn helped me grow past my racism and realize how fucked the world is and that the color of my brother’s skin doesn’t matter.