i literally walked in the door like a couple minutes ago.
yes i know…
so my boss hired a new older wolf to work in our team.
straight.
i spent the majority of the day training him.
liar liar was supposed to,
but she unofficially checked herself out of that duty.
ill explain why later… Continue reading “Kick In The Door, Wavin’ The… (Aaah Whatever)” →

tonight was interesting.
i had a lot of fun.
it was good to see everyone.
they were happy to see me.
i damn near have been hibernating all winter.
didn’t really go anywhere,
and if i did,
it was solo or a duet.
a lot has changed in my friend’s lives.
lives have been upgraded.
i couldn’t help but wonder:

what about me? Continue reading “What Had Happened Was…” →

i invite you to an industry event one night.
now this isn’t the typical kind of function with hiphop wannabes.
this is a mixed crowd.
one with different kind of foxhole members.
you meet this guy:

he is feelin you.
you are feelin him.
numbers are exchanged.
good work.
weeks go by and you guys still talk.
he lives here:

he lets you drive his:

on the downside,
he likes a little of this:

…every once in a blue moon.
he isn’t hooked.
it’s a party drug.
he has a lot of money and connections.
he knows your birthday is coming up.
next week actually.
he wants to do something different for you.
he can buy you a crib,
cars,
and clothes whenever you want.
he says he will…

Continue reading “WHEN WE ROLE PLAY: (55)” →

beard.
it has two definitions.
it can be that thing you have on your face when you don’t shave for 2 weeks.
like, now.
baby when do you plan on getting a cut?
you look terrible.
or it could be:

yup.
the big breasted,
shiny haired,
“look like you have good pussy”,
vixen you usually saw in your dreams or a magazine spread for bras.
today foxhole,
we gonna talk about the beard,
or to some of us:
friend…

Continue reading “Everyone Meet My Brand New Piece of Pussy.” →

wolves...
you ever been at an event,
looking fly,
and feel good…
you see someone from the back and say:

i got to have some of that…

Continue reading “WOLF MEAT: (157)” →

seriously.
who styled them?
right, themselves.
a fox had to weed through all the attendees to show you how NOT to dress.

some did too much,
some did not enough,
and a couple forgot to wear a shirt….

Continue reading “f0x swagg: The Disasters At The Bet Hiphop Awards 2012.” →