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YouTube Milestone Alert: 60,000 Views!!!

My video peaked a few days ago and the views slowed in the 58K mark but I knew it still had enough steam to reach the next thousandth. Well, a few minutes it did. Currently, at 60,027. I have 929 thumbs up versus 89 thumbs down, which is in the 90 percentile. Obviously, I would like to get to a thousand it being only 71 away. I know I will still receive a couple going forward but I believe it will be a struggle to get to that mark. A lot of people still haven’t seen the video; I received a few today from people watching it for first time.

I also received them congratulations notification from YouTube for reaching a 100 subs. I officially have 124. Remind you I had 31 on January 6. All I need is 8-10 more videos of a similar caliber to get to a thousand. I was gone post a screenshot of my phone screen of the notification and a few comments but because I have someone on here who I know for a FACT stalks my blog still I won’t do it. I started thinking how they could reverse engineer what u shown and be led to my channel. Just like I’m doing with this channel I still have plans of starting a secret new blog where all of the content on here will be transferred to. I haven’t forgot. If you get a chance to read this post before I take it down I just want YOU to know I still do NOT like you if it hasn’t been evident already. Don’t let a recent post fool you. I want to start fresh and build my audience from the ground-up. Turn strangers into friends. Just like I had people co-authoring on here and giving me ideas for post I have the same now with YouTube. Just a few days ago I had this guy suggest a video to me and tell me I need to post everyday or every other day to get my subs up and how if he see something funny he would let me know. That’s love!

Just like I been doing I’m still going to write fresh material on here until I get a new blog.

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“You got 100 likes for the first time” (temp post)

That was the message I woke up to this morning from YouTube. But wait, there’s more! I just crossed the 17K mark on my video. I have over 70 comments. And since the drop of this video I gained 24 more subs. And I’m receiving very nice comments from people telling me how they shared the video in different forums. Even a heart to heart with a person who said watching funny videos keep him from crying which matches why I make them in the first place. Yes, I’m doing this to eventually make money, but I wouldn”t love what I’m doing if I’m staying up all night until the next day editing videos without compensation. Right now the aforementioned activity is more valubale than money. I’m really emjoying this. It’s actually getting to the point where I am receiving so many back to back comments I’m thinking about turning notifications off as people are having heated debates. I should hit 20K by next Monday.

My WordPressident poem done and will post tomorrow. The 6 year anniversary of me writing Passport Bear is coming too.

Stay consistent in whatever you do!

One day soon I will post how I just hit the 100K mark … then million … then Google is my employer.

Sidewalks of New York (Part Two) 🎊🌉🗽

No more trashcan bonfires for the shivering
We warming ourselves up by the torch of the Statue of Liberty …

This side of the family I don’t mess with (oooh)
But I still got everyone presents (ahhh)
All I got from them was their gift of gab (oooh)
A bunch of questions I didn’t wanna unwrap (ahhh)
People, people, people, people (everybody, everyone)
People, people, people, people, (finish him, kill me now, I’m done)
From baby coo coo to crazy coo coo
When you steal Christmas Mr. Grinch can you take me too?
It’s Christmas morning 8AM
The time looks like a snowman, 2 snowballs, wait a min
Not a creature was stirring
They spent their day out the rat race wearing
Red nose from Walgreens
Breakfast in bed, spooning coffee
Thanos I know you loving this jingle
But can you tap your feet, nod your head, anything but snap your fingers

Oooh ahhh
The sidewalks of New York
Oooh ahhh
The sidewalks of New York
Oooh ahhh
The sidewalks of New York
Where is everybody?
There-there-there-there-there-there-dadaaaaaaaaaa

The days between Christmas and New Years Eve
My WTF days of the week
SS stands for stop swearing, cursing
Let’s get them New Years Resolutions started early

Western culture
Says if I don’t kiss at the stroke of
Midnight it will ensure a year of loneliness
Good, because I should’ve stayed home for this
I need some elbow room
I need some leg room
We neck-and-neck
These spiked walls are closing in
I’ll be dead soon
I’ll go quietly and become a part
Change the “if” with “when” in “If these walls could talk”
Can you say New York City?
What ya say?
Can you count backwards with me?
What ya say?
I need you to freeze at zero
2019 no negative nothing, vibes, energy, people
What ya say, what ya say?
What ya say, what ya say?

From the tour bus
I hear oooh, ahhh
The sidewalks of New York
Is something to watch
Turn the tube off
Get some corn to pop
People, people, people, people I wanna see whose stars
Coins in the street performers food jar

Can you, and you, say New York City?!
(Downtown never looked so pretty)

Which SONY is your favorite one?

Please Leave Me Alone

Suicidal thoughts
Do they always talk?
Do they ever listen?
Can I be happy for 5 minutes?
Please leave me alone
Go bother someone else, no, don’t
Because it makes my heart shatter
To read about McKenzie Adams
Are you mad this poem I wrote
Before your little suicide note
Please leave me alone
Don’t you see me on the phone?
Talking to a stranger about you
I know it’s the easy way out, cool
I must admit
Your kind of thinking is attractive
I think about you twice a day, you’re a habit
I wanna kick you, not the bucket
So many things I wanna do on that list, number 15,418 you will love it
Can you at least leave me alone in public?
Especially when I’m at work
I know you think I’m only saying that because I’m an introvert
I know I ain’t nobody’s daddy but Su’
I’m somebody’s son, someone’s brother, Ant and Chh uncle
He wants to live with me and play video games
But I can’t even take care of myself, oh what a shame
They say every time somebody die a child is born
I really thought about doing it on my birthday but got a text that left me torn
Of all days my niece came into the world
And I didn’t wanna rob her of that bond on her future birthdays, just yesterday your mama was my little girl
Can you hear that you suicidal maniac?
Can you leave me alone now?
All you heard was my zodiac?
If I don’t do it the cancer will attack?
Now … why you had to go and remind me of that?
If you was a person I would call you mean
If you was a person I would call you me (And!)

Remaining posts for 2018:

  • Pleasure Bunny (December 21st @ 9PM)

  • Sidewalks of New York: Part 2 (New Years Eve)

Rose Petals In The Snow (NSFC-hristmas)

Severed foot in my stocking stuffer
Santa Clause walking with a candy cane
Ol’ Saint Nick down with the swirl
Pull him up by his salt and pepper beard with cookie crumbs in it
“You got a cherry nose because you are what you eat”
Force feed him more deer meat
Now, Dasher! Oh, that made your designer belt pop!
Now, Dancer! Whoa, that made your little round belly shake like a hoe hoe hoe!
Now Prancer and Vixen! Slay slay slay!
On, Comet! Feeling a little out of this world, are we?
On, Cupid! Aww, that’s going straight to the heart!
On, Donner and Blitzen! Santa ain’t real, if I’m lying may God strike me in half
Tik-tok tik-tok
Nothing, because he’s as real as you
Leave the way you came
Oh, Santa’s gained weight and stuck in the chimney
Wait a minute!
Santa’s lost weight ‘cause of the Chronic Wasting Disease and now a chimichanga
Hell is a fireplace
Hell is a fireplace
Hell is a fireplace
Hell is a fireplace
Hell is a fireplace
Hell is a fireplace
Hell is a fireplace
Santa’s gonna burn (ho!)
Santa’s gonna burn (ho!)
Santa’s gonna burn (ho!)
Santa’s gonna … haha

Santa got stuck going down the chimney head first
Rayne, dear, I ain’t pulling your leg, but when the reindeer was pulling his leg it only made matters worse
Santa logged in and his hair caught fire
The black-and-blonde-haired-kids were cracking up and called him a ginger, the elf on the shelf replied a …
“That’s not nice” (na-na-na-na)
“That’s not nice” (un-un-un-un)
Run, run, but Santa couldn’t catch his breath and the wind lost to fire
All bent outta shape like a candy-cane about being round and quickly getting tired
He was resting on hay bale in some barn when a cow approached him
“I want to eat 2% of you” Santa roasts him
“I’m not a real Ginger, moolie
“So, you just gone ignore the whi- This, I know, because they have better insults than that, Wendy’s Twitter account schooled me”
“Give up them cookies, punk!” “Who me?!”
“I’m a fucking man, that’s a ‘no forever’ “
“I don’t mean pussy, we don’t go together, I want them chocolate chips, I mean, WE go together
But you may wanna stay away from the other side of the barn, it’s a horse over there who likes to rap about how hung he is
But you didn’t hear that coming from my mouth or my bum, see this?
That’s where the foxes are, you know, those little skanks
Don’t walk in those regions if you ain’t gotta checking account with River Bank
If you broke, no worries, go take some dough from this old couple
But, just know, them pigs don’t like getting up from snorting they snow, and y’all too fat to tussle
You know what, fuck the struggle!
How about this hustle?
Just tell the grands you wanna make some extra Christmas money with your shovel
I’m sure they’ll love you, I’m sure, I’m sure”

Pedaling in the snow (oh-oh-oh-oh)
I see rose petals in the snow (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Hopeless romantic hopeful (go-go-go-go-go-go)
Follow your heart, un-huh, follow-follow your heart
The last petal in the snow, un-un-un-un, is loves me not (no-no-no-no-no-no)
Now it’s more red in the snow (more red, more-more-more red)
Bloody Merry Christmas
Or should I say Bloody Mary EXmas? (whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)

  • Work in Progress: Sidewalks of New York (Part 2)

  • Check the comment section an hour after this post publishes for a big YouTube update (if you care about my journey)

Wedding Ring In The Gym Bag 💍💼

Wedding ring in the gym bag /
While I knock beach sand out the punching bag /
With the finger the tan line is at

I didn’t get on 1 knee to make you get on 1 knee to kiss a ring you bought with your wealth /
You said you will love me through sickness and health /
So I thought your heart-shaped lips clicking the waistline of my ring finger would stop it from looking pale /
Lightskin, lightskin, well, wail, whale

You don’t care about the muffin top on my ring finger, you care about the one that’s on my body /
You worked it out in your head “the only time a man takes his wedding ring off is in the gym” to see if he still got it

Sloppy or hottie, I never let ‘em see me sweat /
After we got married, I stopped singing on the treadmill so can’t another woman tell you how my voice sound when I’m talking during sex /
Yes! Yes! Yes!

Ain’t believing nothing I say I see /
Mobile around my mobile when I’m not local, hacking my iPhone’s Face ID

So know when I ask you who you gone be for Halloween I’m going to town /
Be like me, fling your ring when you go ding ding and find out life’s a beach when you drown /
Some Dundee put in quicksand when I left out /
And you want me to help pull you up but wanna be picky about /
Which hand I use like I’m the butler from Hell’s House /
I’m a big boy, I can watch Scary Movies by myself now

Deuces

Flower Power 10.21 🌹⛄️

I’m playing
With the floral prints on my pants
She loves me she loves me not
The holes in my clothes the rose petals in the snow
Whether I’m on both for her tulips or on 1 to tie the knot
My knees aren’t exposed, R.I.P to the ripped
Lucky girl Domino cared, shared, didn’t leave me bare, assed out like a hospital robe
The orchid covering the orchid like frottage
Her shorts is so boyish
Daisy dukes your prince says flush sleeping in your Jeep down the toilet
My greenhouse welcomes transparency and comes with no mortgage (Oh shit!)
That mess
Of using the year of your car as your address
Is in our rear view pass tense
Jammed jamming to the Buckwheat Boys last hit
The irony of Californians being used to being stuck in traffic
Is that they gotta make their cars just as comfortable as their pad is
You know how it feels to be homeless?
What if that piece of flap I was holding
Was the box you threw away after you opened
Label got your name, phone and street number on it
These chipmunk cheeks can pop out the foam peanuts at any moment
And turn you into a cardboard cutout, don’t mean to be joking
But it’s fitting the back of you is all brown because you shitted on yourself
I’ll be the sign-holder of the crime scene when the Crown Vic, Charger, and Tahoe approaching
“He went that way” and go the other way
Opposites don’t attract, I’m fucking gay
Placing a flower down the barrel of a soldier’s rifle didn’t work
Because now I got floral prints on my pretty little white shirt
… and it hurts

Adam and Steve
Madam and Eve
Met him and she
Read ‘em and weeped
Po-po-po-poker face, po-po-po-poker face
Oooh oooh, ahhh ahhh
Babies on your face, now you Googoo Gaga
Whowho haha

Flower power
Flower power
Flower power
Dandelions & tiger lilies & bear grass oh my !
Flower power
Flower power
Flower power
My my my my my my my
The smell of the flowers is killing us all
Bye bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye

I’m out