The Blog of G&J

Hotels - Saturday Morning

2005-10-23T16:13:42+02:00

After clubbing me and a few friends decided to go to a Hotel...

Well it turned into a right nativity play, "Sorry, no rooms!" "Sorry, We're fully booked!" (ME-->) "Well do you have a Barn?!?" lol.

Well we finally found one, booked in and stayed up all night !

In the morning there was a free breakfast service In which case me and my friend thought of stacking all the bacon, egg, sausage and whathaveyou on a plate, little did we know that we only could pile up toast, croissants, yoghurts, fruit and cereals up

So we decided to eat it all anyway...
sorry I went on for a bit there, oh well :XX" class="middle" border="0"> you guys...

I put up with a hangover 'n' felt really sick from all the breakfast

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Leicester - Friday Night

2005-10-23T16:04:21+02:00

Well what a day Friday was...

Well goin to club oNyx was a plan that should have been so easy. But instead I ended up being a doorman >" class="middle" border="0"> (for a bit). Asking some random people for I.D. was quite wierd, because usually it's me getting asked, but I also realised how hard it is being a doorman.

You have to put up with all the chavved-up, drunken, wierd losers in Leicester. So next time I argue with a bouncer I'll remember my time as one "Yeah Right!!!"

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Today i discovered...

2005-10-09T16:48:54+02:00

Pranking on Yahoo Messenger... with voice calls. Lot's of fun

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The name of my song or The song of my name???

2005-10-06T16:50:20+02:00

With so much drama in the L-B-C
It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day
May I, kick a little something for the G's
and, make a few moves as I breeze, two
Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin
cause my momma ain't home
I got bitches in the living room gettin it on
and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin the
So what you gonna do,
Fool, got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But but what we don't love them hoes, So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
G's up, hoes down, while all you brothers bounce to this

[Chorus: repeat 2x]

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
(with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)

[Verse Two:]

got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got their cups, but they ain't chipped in
types of things, happens all the time
You got to get yours before I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G
I got the cultivating music that be captivating me
when you listen to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
mack to a chick named Sadie
used to be my homeboy's lady (that bitch)
Eighty degrees, when I tell the chick please
and I Dogg Pound, feelin the breeze

[Chorus]

[Verse Three:]

Later on that day
My homey Dr. Dre came over with a gang of Tanqueray
some fat ass G, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke
Shit, this ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm jacked up now
But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot
Don't get upset girl,but that's how it goes
we don't love you hoes, I'm out the do' now

[Chorus]

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)

(This :XX" class="middle" border="0"> is copyright, so don't copy it... I think thats right)

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Chavs ( Why?) ?

2005-10-06T16:09:45+02:00

Something I don't understand...
... is why do people have to think they are special? They walk about in their pyjama tracksuits, silly hats to match their trainers, put on voices and their mirror-image friends... When I'm at work I have to see more :XX" class="middle" border="0"> than most people on this earth. "Can I help you, mate?" (Me being polite.)"NAh, I'm jUs' LukKIn' U gEt MeH?" (Some sort of chavvish response.)
When I'm in town on a Friday, it's all a good night until some chavvy :XX" class="middle" border="0"> starts a fight, might not be me involved but still whats the point... just because they can't handle a Stella ( mmmm).

Well sorry I had to say that but anyone who doesn't live in England, probably wont understand... just go to http://www.google.co.uk/search?hl=en&q=chav&meta= to see what I'm on about. Bye

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.::Today I skived work... lol ... and started a bLoG::.

2005-10-06T15:43:13+02:00

The day I stopped dreaming... again lol
Well, I woke up today to my alarm with a ~~terrible~~:XX" class="middle" border="0"> headache and a bad cough... I quickly rang in sick for work, went back sleep then woke up later on feeling, refreshed >" class="middle" border="0">... not.
I wanted to find a new job and whilst up town looking, I went in the net cafe. Uploaded a test version of my site http://www.simlpleurl.tk/ ... I was thinking what else do i need, then it hit me like " I need a :XX" class="middle" border="0"> blog!!!"
Well this is my first post to it so...

hey its a start...

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