Lil’ Man Breakdown

lol i was lovin this vid checkout this lil man from milwaukee WI gettin down at his local talent show…enjoy

NEVER FORGET WHERE YOU CAME FROM….

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Honestly I never would have thought that growing up here would have had such an impact on my life. I never thought that I would see Worcester build and grow in the ways that it has since I was just a todler.I remember hearing my father and my uncles talk about how ROUTE 9 was practically a dirt road and White City consisted of just a local market. But look at her now… she’s co-signing and consolidating(as Nino Brown would say) and coming into her own faster than ever. I can’t wait till its me telling my son how Worcester used to be and where all of my old stomping grounds were. All I can say is that I’m happy for my kids to see the city I grew up in and that it continues to grow… just like them…just like me…. just like HHTT.

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3 COPS KILLED IN PITTSBURGH….

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Ok here we go again. Now here we have a young 23 year old man who sources are saying is a “fun loving”, “easy going”,and “not that kind of person” yet he murdered 3 police officers in cold blood and wounded another two. This incident began with the police being called for a domestic dispute after Richard Poplawski argued with his mom who threatened to evict him. This argument stemmed from his mother being upset about his dog pissin all over the house. Anyway, upon arrival Poplawski gunned down the two officers that responded to the domestic call. Without any warning at all. A third officer responded to the seen and was gunned down as well. All 3 officers died from their gunshot wounds.Poplowski who was shot in the leg and in the chest also wounded two other officers befor a 3 hour stand-off.Pittsburgh Shooting With snipers at the ready Poplowski decided to call a few of his friends to say good bye and that he thought he was going to die. Poplawski later surrendered to the police. police learned from Poplawski’s friends that he was getting ready for the end of the world. He had begun to stock pile food and weapons including an AK-47, a rifle and a handgun. The only motive that had come -up for the murders, is that  Poplawski feared that the government was going to take away his gun rights hence the “obama gun ban.” So with the question of mental illness fresh at hand from the brutal murders in Milton, is this a situation that could have been averted? is this something that could have been prevented with a mental health evaluation and  medication? Or is this just the case of an angry youth with no regard for authority or human life? …. in either case my heart goes out to the police officers who lost their lives in this senseless act of violence and to their families.

GOOD OL’ DAYS IN FITCHBURG MA

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apparently growing up in mass around the early 1900’s it was easy to be a G. and IVER JOHNSONS ARMS&CYCLE WORKS was the place to get your hardware. this lovely peace of advertising and considered wrong on so many levels by todays standards, but this was actually acceptible at one point in time. I guess america has come a long way but it definately still has a long way to go. I wanna know who the guy was that thought it would be a good idea to make her night gown read “papa says it wont hurt us” lol and then hand this little girl a gun lmao. and then have then headline read “they shoot straight and kill” this peace is pure comedy. …..

The Murray Ave Chronicles I (true stories) the “drop cord”

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Growing up as the last of six children in any family is not an easy task. but to grow up in the hazard house meant survival of the fittest. and you learned this at an early age thanks to a little device i liked to call the drop cord. what is this “drop cord” you ask? well it is as simple as the name it is given. the “cord” part comes from the light weight telephone cord that was tied in knots and held with both ends in one hand creating a tear drop shape. and well the “drop” part; when this cord is swung at high velocity and connects with the outer,inner or back of the thigh, the buttocks,or lower back, one simply can not resist the natural reflex to to….drop. oh the days…..i remember the first day i was officially eligible to recieve the drop cord. see for a while i could get away with a hand slap for doing something wrong or a smack on the butt. while my brother and sisters would get whooped with the drop cord. sometimes this was funny to me as most of those times i would cause the trouble but knew i would get off easy.lol. this was funny until that first time that i was “old enough” to get it too. the earliest meeting with the drop cord that i can recall is one of the rare times me and my brother were getting along.i believe i was about 7 years old and my brother was around 12 or 13. we had to clean our room and came accross two sets of old winter gloves. so my brother got the idea to have a boxing match with me,to show me how to fight. this was also the first time i remember getting hit in the eye. it was a pretty good punch. i kinda just remember this white flash then picking myself up off the floor.lol lol.anyway after i got up i kinda went crazy instead of crying i started to attack my brother. getting in some good punches and feeling like i was invincible i continued as my brother yelled stop! and mummy!lol. MAN!! it felt SO good to finally beat on him after all those times he would pick on me or punch me to watch me cry. i felt like i was on top of the world or at least until i heard the words THATS IT! GET TO THE BACK! AND PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE DEEP FREEZER! this meant to go to the end of our apt that had the deep freezer. it was like a second living room just for the kids. the drop cord ceremony could not begin until the participants were facing the deep freezer with both of their hands placed on top. so i watched as my brother pleaded to not get whooped, this part was also very very funny. so after he hits the floor and starts screaming, naturally i begin to stick out my hands as if to take the punishment which was the most suitable for my age, or so i thought. PUT YOUR HANDS UP THERE TOO! my mother yelled. whoaaaa hold up a minute!  i thought to myself. i’m still too young for this! i have another year atleast! a look of utter befuttlement enveloped my face almost as if i were to question here motives. but to question her would have only brought more pain in to the equasion. so like my rights into passage i placed my hands on the deep freezer and braced myself  for the pain that was capable of bringing all of my siblings calapsing to the floor with one or two strikes. at this very moment i knew my life would never be the same ever again……