Third World |
An everyday hustleJusy another day grabin for cashFarangs walk by the shopsPockets on fire screaming to spendMonopoly money buys trinketsTo take homeBuilds homes, feeds mouthsCloths yearning massesEve...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Jul 2008 13:07:00 GMT |
Road Bloggin |
Hey Hey what up my little myspace kiddies? So I take off on my international extravaganza on Saturday and I wanted to keep all my friends updated on my travels. So if you get a hankering for a story f...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Feb 2008 09:58:00 GMT |
My Two Cents |
So I would just like to address the whole Wu-Tang beef. First of all, I get the feeling that all members of the group still have mad respect for each other. However, I think that it is pre...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Dec 2007 00:14:00 GMT |
Raven Nights |
Raven Nights
By Hayes Johnston
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Posted by on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 16:21:00 GMT |
Buddy Wakefield |
Convenience Storesby Buddy WakefieldWe both know the smell of a convenience store at 4 am like the backs of a lotta hands.She sells me trucker crack (Mini-Thins[like Vivarin]). Doesn't make me feel aw...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 16:47:00 GMT |
My new blog spot |
So I created a new blog spot in order to air my thoughts and poetry. Check it out at http://haterhayes.blogspot.com/ If you like it feel free to subscribe for updates on The Lifestyl...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 00:38:00 GMT |
Cerebral Destruction |
Cerebral Destruction
By Hayes Johnston
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Posted by on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 09:03:00 GMT |
My inspiration |
What A Teacher Makes
By Taylor Mali
He says the problem with teachers is, "What's a kid going to learn from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?" He reminds the other d...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 23:29:00 GMT |
Sweatshop Labor |
Ok so I know I am going to catch some serious shit for this but I just need to comment about these sweatshop boycotts I have been hearing about. The first thing I have to say is shut the fuck up. If y...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jul 2007 16:25:00 GMT |
Thank You Mr. Frost |
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.His house is in the village though;He will not see me stopping hereTo watch his woods fill up with snow.My little horse must ...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 06:49:00 GMT |
