i was wrong.
i was in a funk.
i wrote something earlier that i had to really think about fully.
choosing to die?
 not staying and fighting?
have i come to this?
that is not the “jamari fox” way.
some of my greatest victories are because i fought.
it wasn’t because i gave up.
i don’t give up.
i don’t run away.
i confront things head on.
no amount of funk should ever make me even think that thought.
as i sat at the park today,
admiring all the beauty and life around me,
i came to this point tonight…
Continue reading “Uptown Funk” →

i love to take a shower.
in the summer,
i will jump in the shower twice.
can we talk about my shower regiment real quick?
yay ok!
so first i lather my body up with ivory bar soap.
once i wash that off,
i take my washcloth and squeeze dr. bronners peppermint liquid soap on it.
i like how it makes my body tingle.
it might a lot to some,
but a fox just likes to feel clean and smell good.
F-YI: as soon as you get out the shower,
spray your cologne on your body while your pores are still open.
the scent lasts longer.
well it seems like i might take a shower too much.
it isn’t healthy apparently.
an f-bi sent me this write up from “elite daily” and well…
Continue reading “You Shower Too Much (Funky Fresh Dressed To Impress Ready To Party)” →

so i said when i started this site,
i was going to be honest about things i go through.
i would never out anyone i was dating/fuckin’,
but my struggles was up for grabs.
if you gonna love me,
you gotta love ALL OF ME as well.
the good.
the bad.
the ugly.
the funky?
since a majority of men lurk in the foxhole,
there are some things we DON’T talk about that we should.
plus i never know who is suffering in silence,
needs their “a ha” moment,
or should be aware for future sake.
now before i get into this entry,
i need to put up a disclaimer:

i am a very clean person
i am not sexually active at the moment

okay cool.
i am also prepared to be judged,
but it’s whatever.
don’t judge me like things can’t happen to you as well.
so lets get into it…
Continue reading “Not Feelin’ The Funk” →

you see ^that?
well if you aren’t familiar with it,
it’s called a “wash cloth”.
it is the key factor in this thing called “washing ya ass”.
“washing ya ass” is a huge problem amongst many people in the world today.
no one wants to meet you,
get you naked,
and smell “eau de naturel pineapple funk”.
you want to know something else surprising…

Continue reading “Get Up In That Ass (Funk)” →

something told me to download chaka khan’s greatest hits.
like marvin,
i never listened to a full album of hers.
i only knew her popular songs,
kanye west,
and got2breal.
boy was i missing out.
her funky music instantly put me in a good mood.
i like this exploring the music terrain i have embarked on.
my soul needs this.
i want to check out florence and the machine soon.

lowkey: i dead ass thought this was whitney on “im every woman” with her.

cleanliness is the next thing to godliness.
amen.
we are foxes/wolves/and hybrids.
let’s be real.
when we don’t wash or clean,
we stink.
and BOY,
can we stink.
some boys don’t know how to clean themselves.
some don’t like to clean themselves.
they just run free in all their funk.
a friend of mine learned the hard way about that “stink“.
that p funk.
that pepe le pew swagg.

he couldn’t wait to tell me about it.
thank god i wasn’t eating.
we’ll do a quick speed through of what went down…

Continue reading “Smelly Dick, Smelly Dick, What Are They Feeding You?” →