Thursday, January 14, 2010


Okay, my name is not "Dawg".
The next time I hear some young fucker call me Dawg, I'm gonna nut up and pistol whip his punk ass.
I don't know what the fuck happened, I don't know if it's the fact I look a little rough, I don't know what the deal is, but my name is not "Dawg".
I don't give a fuck if you think you're cool, I don't give a fuck if you think I think I'm one of "you", I don't care if it's the vernacular of the day, but don't call me "Dawg".
You're a fucking youngster. You ain't been nowhere and you ain't been through half the garbage I've been through, and you damned sure ain't paid your fucking dues as far as I'm concerned.
I'm a greybeard and I've been places you've never even heard of. I've done things that would make you shit and I may have even fucked your mama. I ain't your fucking dog unless you're willing to be my bitch. So shut the fuck up, boy.
I suggest you call me "Sir".