I LIKE OLD SCHOOL.
Big props to one of my fav story tellers.
It’s the birthday of Theodor Geisel, street name: “Dr. Seuss.”
If he was alive today, he would pimp-slap the living s**t outta society – starting with YOU! Yes, you…who propagate the BS that’s crumbling civil discourse.
He’d be like, “yo, Mofos, WTF?”
He’d be doin’ this: SMFH! at you dumb-asses.Word.
“GREEN EGGS AND HAM” – they be green because of toxins poured into the chickens and make them s**t-out green orbs of albumen poisoning the [already] small minds of the masses.
And da’ ham? What up with that?
Ol’ Mr. G didn’t dig on swine. He was Kosher from head to toe, right?
And “HORTON HEARS A WHO!” If he goes to a concert with Roger Daltry or Pete Townsend, that’s WHO!
“HOP ON POP”? Damn right Grandma did and got pregnant! Straddled POP by hoppin’ on him in bed- Old School. (How you think they had kids?)
And “HOW THE GRINCH STOLE CHRISTMAS”?
COMMERCIALISM bitches. That’s how. Black Friday and stores opening at midnight so a few people can buy a flat screen TV (which is more important than time with family and friends eatin’ turkey.)
We sold out, and now we’re paying the price.
If Super Pimp Dr. Seuss wasn’t cremated, he’d roll over in his F’n grave at how society has S**t the bed.
(It was suggested I should “dumb-down” my rhetoric and posts by a person who couldn’t count to eleven without using all his fingers and his pecker.)
Never give up the dream kids, never give up the dream!