Jenn's Reverie
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
I Wish. . .
posted by Jenn Doll at 4:16 AM
I am Jenn. This is my blog. Fantastic, eh?
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14 Comments:
I eagerly await your next single word post
My post has TWO words thanks.
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I wish my computer hadn't crashed when we were chatting on my blog. sorry :)
I know it has two words. I meant that your next post would be a single word post.
Sure you did, Andrew.
Well, to be fair, it's as good as a one word post. I've seen single syllables which are longer. You should take a leaf out of my book; my Angry Scotsmen post was pretty long.
In the words of Jenn... "you're such a slacker, get on it".
You do realise I'm going to call you slacker indefinitely, don't you?
Andrew, you cannot. I have been blogging for much longer than any of you. So, you have much catching up to do before calling moi a slacker! The post counter and word counter on my profile hasn't been working for a long time. So hah!
I got your slacker!
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Face it Jenn, you just don't have what it takes to be as great a blogger as I. You wish you did, and I'll give you an A for effort. I have to admit, you have typed some reasonably lengthed posts in the past, but your recent posts could use a little work. If you look up blogger in the dictionary, you'll see a picture of me and my greasy mullet. If not, then you need to invest in a 2005 edition.
Now stop worshipping me, and write a post worthy of my attention.
1-I wish I was little bit taller,
I wish I was a baller,
I wish I had a girl who looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
and a six four Impala
I wish I was like six-foot-nine
So I can get with Leoshi
Cause she don't know me but yo she's really fine
You know I see her all the time
Everywhere I go, and even in my dreams
I can scheme a way to make her mine
Cause I know she's livin phat
Her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball
So how am I gonna compete with that
'Cause when it comes to playing basketball
I'm always last to be picked
And in some cases never picked at all
So I just lean up on the wall
Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls
Who came to watch their men ball
Dag y'all! I never understood, black
Why the jocks get the fly girls
And me I get the hood rats
I tell 'em scat, skittle, scabobble
Got hit with a bottle
And I been in the hospital
For talkin' that mess
I confess it's a shame when you livin' in a city
That's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Glad I came to my senses
Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach
Overcommeth by the thoughts of me and her together
Right?
So when I asked her out she said I wasn't her type
(rpt 1, 1)
I wish I had a brand-new car
So far, I got this hatchback
And everywhere I go, yo I gets laughed at
And when I'm in my car I'm laid back
I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat
But that's flat
And do you really wanna know what's really whack
See I can't even get a date
So, what do you think of that?
I heard that prom night is a bomb night
With the hood rats you can hold tight
But really tho' I 'm a figaro
When I'm in my car I can't even get a hello
Well so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
Well then I'ma have to get in my car and go
You know I take the 110 until the 105
Get off at Crenshaw tell my homies look alive
Cause it's hard to survive when your livin'
In a concrete jungle and
These girls just keep passin' me by
She looks fly, she looks fly
Makes me say my, my, my
(rpt 1, 1)
I wish I was a little bit taller...
I wish I was a baller...
I wish I was a little bit taller y'all
I wish I was a baller (3)
Hey, I wish I had my way
'Cause everyday would be a Friday
You could even speed on the highway
I would play ghetto games
Name my kids ghetto names
Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine
Yo you know that's on the real
So if you're down on your luck
Then you should notice how I feel
Cause if you don't want me around
See I go simple, I go easy, I go greyhound
Hey, you , what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down
Ahhhh, yes, ain't that fresh?
Everybody wants to get down like dat
(rpt 1, 1)
I wish, I wish, I wish...
Hey, I got no problem with a two word post, it's not like someone's paying you to write here. Now, if someone were willing to shell out a dollar per word. . .
....Jenn would make a longer post, something I could actually comment on.
I'm with Andrew here. A two word post? Have you not learned anything in your time being a BA? I really expected more from you.
You do seem to get more comments the shorter your blog is, so if comments is what you're looking for, the shorter the post the better. I still don't like it though.
I think the reason she gets most comments on short posts, is because people like me comment 20 times to piss and moan about lack of content.
wish harder jenn...they will all come true..believe in the power of blog!!!! hahaha!!!
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