Post by sinfulglutton on Apr 7, 2009 19:35:09 GMT -5
JASONSAMUELRAYE 'S BEEN ON THE RUN
DRIVING IN THE SUN
LOOKING OUT FOR NUMBER ONE.
hey, you! yeah, i'm talking to you. wake the hell up! good.
welcome to the When You Were Young tour. it is
mandatory that you fill out this paperwork. yes, all of it. why?
because we doggone said so, that's why! now take a seat and
please be quiet. i said be quiet!
CALIFORNIA HERE WE COME,
RIGHT BACK WHERE WE STARTED FROM.
"The name is Jay, or Jason. You call me Sam and I’ll break your teeth.”
I HAVE TO ASK: MALE, FEMALE, OR SOMETHING IN BETWEEN?
"It’s all meat between these thighs baby."
GOOD, I WAS STARTING TO WORRY. NOW, HOW OLD ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"Give or take, I’m about 26 not that I really let it on. Gotta keep up with the cuter girls.
WELL, YOU LOOK YOUNG FOR YOUR AGE. HOW DO YOU STAY IN SHAPE?
"Beating the shit out of people who ask me dumb questions."
OH, I'LL HAVE TO TRY THAT. MOVING ON: YOUR HAIR, IS THAT YOUR NATURAL COLOR?
"Fuck if I remember my own color, in the next week it’ll prolly be some other color."
DON'T MEAN TO BE A PEST BUT, HOW TALL ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"Tall enough. But honestly it’s verging on 6 feet."
I WOULD NEVER HAVE CONSIDERED THAT GEORGE CLOONEY MIGHT BE GAY. WHAT ABOUT YOU?
"Fuck if I got that little ass I’d be gay too, but no, I’m on the hunt for some hunnies."
OH REALLY? WELL, WHAT BAND ARE YOU IN WHAT'S YOUR POSITION?
"I’m not exactly in a band, but I’m always looking for some. Gotta be something good to do"
WELL THEN, WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME?
"Well your sister is always a good way to spend a few hours.But honestly, I’m just out for number one: that means smoking, drinking, and partying till I’m not standing anymore."
DON'T WORRY, THIS IS ALL CONFIDENTIAL. GO AHEAD, TELL US WHAT YOU ENJOY.
"A nice thick blunt, and some whiskey to wash It down, fuck that is a good combination!"
WHAT ABOUT SOMETHING THAT GETS ON YOUR NERVES?
"I try not to let anything get on my nerves but when someone just won’t shut up and keeps asking me questions it just grinds me to no tomorrow.”
I'LL HAVE TO REMEMBER THAT. SO, ARE YOU GOOD AT ANYTHING?
"a couple strengths, just a bit of detail. answer here in first person."
THAT'S INTERESTING, NOW WHAT ARE YOU NOT SO GOOD AT?
"a couple weaknesses, just a bit of detail. answer here in first person."
I BET I CAN BEAT YOU IN A THUMB WRESTLE AND HOLD MY BREATHE LONGER THAN YOU AT THE SAME TIME.
"Serious? You look like you have about as much strength as a girl. Let’s do this!”
YOU MUST THINK I'M CRAZY. OH WELL, SAY, WHAT KIND OF QUALITIES DO YOU LIKE IN A SPOUSE?
Oh the best thing I can think of for a lover is someone who get a little crazy , a littlee wild, and a lot aggressive. Other than that I want someone who is more relaxed when they aren’t alone with me, but someone who doesn’t mind being shown off around my friends.”
OH, I GUESS I'M NOT YOUR TYPE THEN, EH? WELL, WHAT DO YOU FIND UNATTRACTIVE IN A PERSON?
"People who forget they are human and pretend that they don’t have anything resembling physical attraction, or the girls who don’t like to let go a bit and have some fun.”
FINE, BE LIKE THAT. I DON'T LIKE YOU ANYWAYS.
"Baby that’s just cause you haven’t seen what is hanging between my legs.”
OK, WE'RE GONNA PLAY A GAME. I'M GOING TO ASK SOME SIMPLE QUESTIONS, AND YOUR GOING TO SAY THE FIRST THING THAT COMES TO MIND, OK?
"eh What ever gets you off mate."
FAVORITE FOOD?
"Pussy.”
FAVORITE MOVIE?
"Backdoor Sluts 9."
FAVORITE BAND/ARTIST?
"Motley Cure. I mean they are totally the kings of muff diving. Oh and they are pretty good singers."
FAVORITE DRINK?
"Clam juice cocktail."
FAVORITE SUBJECT?
"Pimping 101.”
FAVORITE SPICE GIRL?
"Ginger. Don’t you know redheads fuck like tigers?"
FAVORITE TV SHOW?
"Chowder. I love idiotic Tv Shows.”
FAVORITE HOLIDAY AND SEASON?
"New years, and Spring. Best times to hook up.”
FAVORITE WORD?
"Fuck.”
FAVORITE FAMOUS DEAD PERSON?
"Abraham Lincoln."
FAVORITE TIME OF DAY?
"Dawn. It’s the best time to wake up.”
FAVORITE COLOR?
"Maroon."
FAVORITE BOOK?
"The Odyssey. I know weird, but I actually really enjoy books.”
FAVORITE TOY?
"childhood or some new technology. answer here."
WELL, WASN'T THAT FUN? ON TO THE SERIOUS SHIT. TELL ME A BIT ABOUT YOURSELF.
"You want to know what I’m like? Holy fuck, this is worse than some application. Uh let’s see this here. I am someone who has had a lot of anger issues, I’ve got a bit of a case of insecurity. In fact that’s why some peoplesay that chase after so many women, that I’m totally insecure.”
MHMM, AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY?
"We don’t talk. That’s it.”
VERY INTERESTING. SO HOW DID YOU END UP IN AT THIS TOUR?
"I was born in Richmond actually, it was a really small ass town and all that I really had were the drums. Y’know get loud to get away from the other kids teasing. It really sucked, but I found this flier looking for a drummer, and now I’m here. In truth I don’t really remember the intermediate.”
RIGHT ON, MY FRIEND. SO, CAN YOU TELL US WHAT WAS YOUR BEST MEMORY?
"I know It’s lame but it would be my first gig. Up there behind the drums, my hands shaking, it was so worth it. And to this day the only way I’ve gotten those shakes is when I’m about to steal something really expensive. Wait you didn’t hear that."
HOW, LOVELY. AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR WORST MEMORY?
"It would have to be that time that had to actually face my own mortality. I was going to one of my guitar playing buddies, to hang out, y’know mess around. But when I got there I walked in and saw he had his lips around the barrel of a shotgun. As soon as I walked in though it scared him and he sliped pulling the trigger and spraying the wall with his thoughts. I did the only thing I could do. I called 911 and ran as fast as I could.”
NOW, JUST WONDERING. WHAT RELIGION ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"I don’t have one. Those things are a waste of time and money, they have no reason to exist, it’s just for some people along time ago when they had nothing better to believe in.
WHAT SORT OF CAREER WILL YOU GO INTO THEN?
"Rockstar. If that is even a career."
WHAT HAPPENED TO BE YOUR FIRST WORDS?
"Haha funny story actually. My first word was Fuck. My parents used to swear all the time and I just picked it up."
OMGWTFBBQ?!? WELL, LOOK AT THAT. I'VE NEVER SEEN A GENIE ACTUALLY COME OUT OF THE BOTTLE. WHAT ARE YOUR THREE WISHES?
"My first wish would be to be to be able to control women. My second would have to be an exuberant amount of money, and the last would have to be for a 1988 Black Trans Am that never needs to be fixed."
WOW, WASN'T THAT FASCINATING?
“Fuck you’re a kissup.”
SO, YOU, UH, WITH ANYBODY AT THE PRESENT MOMENT?
"Being with someone is just an annoying waste of energy. Why would I want to spend time with one girl when I can have five over here in a phone call."
WELL, YOU WANNA GO OUT SOME TIME? WHERE CAN I TAKE YA?
"Hmmm well back home I used to know this place called Zazzles actually. Really big upscale place, nice Italian restaurant. Fuck that shit would get women to drop pants after one night.."."
HEY, IF YOUR NOT BUSY FRIDAY...WANNA GO OUT?
"Like you could handle twenty more minutes with me."
ALRIGHT, WHATEVER/COOL. THIS INTERVIEW IS COMING TO AN END. ANYTHING YOU WANT TO TELL US?
"First off I think you need to stop asking so many questions, honestly it’s not cute at all. But no I really want to get this show moving, all this just sitting around and doing nothing is just getting on my nerves. Now if you want to talk about something serious I’m all for it."
THIS FAKE INTERVIEWER DUDE GUY WILL SELF DESTRUCT IN FIVE SECONDS.
"What the Fuck!?."
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ON THE STEREO,
LISTEN AS WE GO,
DRIVING DOWN THE 101.
JASON has been trying to escape this doggone planet for NINETEEN years,
but they've found themselves stuck in the vortex of role playing for THREE years.
too bad. we could have busted them out if they didn't live all the way in
the EST timezone. you can always reach them at AIMCHAINSX2.
hold up, you'll need the password, which is 'everyone takes a bite and we'll need
to see some proof that you're a BOY . yep, pull down those pants.
ok, well, i'll just take your paperwork and be going:
"As if the old Man doesn't own me enough at night. He's got me during the day now too."
Terry's words were accented by his slick black shoe kicking a loose piece of gravel and sent it skidding across the opening around Ace. The long legged black guard dog of Bruce was trotting happily along next to him, happy to finally be out of the mansion grounds and out among the many new smells of downtown Gotham. The whir of the hovercrafts zipping underneath him had become a wonderful background music, almost a drone along with the murmur of people talking all around him. Dressed in a pair of tight black jeans, he ha done hand in the light gray pocket and the other was twisting the wafer thin card around his knuckles, the only thing keeping Ace close to him at all. He wasn't wearing the tan coat he always wore, having changed it in for a mesh top, showing off the toned body he had earned from night after night of gallivanting as the Dark Knight. It was so close to hi body that if one could look close enough one would see the scratches and bruises from the night before.
Reaching up he ran a hand through the dark hair he had let recently grow longer and shaggier but still slicked back along the sides, giving his sharp features and dark eyes a frame to be even more appealing to those he could have nothing to do with. Him and Dana had tried again and again to make something work, but she was like most women and needed a guy who could be with her every day, every moment with his arms around her. But with his after school 'job' there was no way he had enough time to sleep yet alone hold her like he should. Heaving a heavy sigh he shrugged his shoulders and kicked another pebble, only this time sending it flying into the rump of Ace. Ace turned around and glared at the distracted teen, almost saying 'It's not my fault the only girl who got you was a criminal.'
"Shut it Ace." He said softly, smirking to himself while the thought of him being truly crazy sprang into his mind once again. Lifting his gaze along the skyline past the geometric buildings towards the ocher sky he smiled and breathed easier, knowing that this town he lived in, and his life, were all becoming a bit more organized, a bit more peaceful. Until Ace freaked out.
He bolted away form Terry, his ears flat against his back and his long legs pumping while he barked like his entire heart was on fire. He wanted something and it lead towards the prison, where his feet had been taking him for some reason. Breaking into a controlled run after him, Terry frowned as the dog started to pull farther and farther ahead of him, only to take a sharp turn and connect with something.
Sliding to a stop before the alleyway, Terry could feel his jaws drop, and his body break out in a cold sweat. It wasn't possible, wasn't probable at all. But there she was all the same, crouched down with Ace nuzzling her face like an old friend, something he'd only see him do to one other woman, and not even Commissioner Gordon.
"Melanie?!" His voice cracked a bit at the shock from seeing her again. Her body had changed a bit, but her face was as familiar as his own reflection, and as dear to him as his own mother. "When did you get out?"quote]
CALIFORNIA HERE WE COME,
RIGHT BACK WHERE WE STARTED FROM.
say hold up, wait a minute. let me put some pimpin' in
it! yep, that's right, this sexy application template was made
by yours truly: CHRISS a.k.a. LENNY GOT LAID ?! @
CAUTION 2.0. yeah, see those fawesome lyrics? that be
california by none other than phantom planet. and by the way,
if you happen to remove this little credit, i'll sned vampires
after you in the night to rip out your jugular. and they won't
be as sexy as you think the cullens are. uh-huh.
Terry's words were accented by his slick black shoe kicking a loose piece of gravel and sent it skidding across the opening around Ace. The long legged black guard dog of Bruce was trotting happily along next to him, happy to finally be out of the mansion grounds and out among the many new smells of downtown Gotham. The whir of the hovercrafts zipping underneath him had become a wonderful background music, almost a drone along with the murmur of people talking all around him. Dressed in a pair of tight black jeans, he ha done hand in the light gray pocket and the other was twisting the wafer thin card around his knuckles, the only thing keeping Ace close to him at all. He wasn't wearing the tan coat he always wore, having changed it in for a mesh top, showing off the toned body he had earned from night after night of gallivanting as the Dark Knight. It was so close to hi body that if one could look close enough one would see the scratches and bruises from the night before.
Reaching up he ran a hand through the dark hair he had let recently grow longer and shaggier but still slicked back along the sides, giving his sharp features and dark eyes a frame to be even more appealing to those he could have nothing to do with. Him and Dana had tried again and again to make something work, but she was like most women and needed a guy who could be with her every day, every moment with his arms around her. But with his after school 'job' there was no way he had enough time to sleep yet alone hold her like he should. Heaving a heavy sigh he shrugged his shoulders and kicked another pebble, only this time sending it flying into the rump of Ace. Ace turned around and glared at the distracted teen, almost saying 'It's not my fault the only girl who got you was a criminal.'
"Shut it Ace." He said softly, smirking to himself while the thought of him being truly crazy sprang into his mind once again. Lifting his gaze along the skyline past the geometric buildings towards the ocher sky he smiled and breathed easier, knowing that this town he lived in, and his life, were all becoming a bit more organized, a bit more peaceful. Until Ace freaked out.
He bolted away form Terry, his ears flat against his back and his long legs pumping while he barked like his entire heart was on fire. He wanted something and it lead towards the prison, where his feet had been taking him for some reason. Breaking into a controlled run after him, Terry frowned as the dog started to pull farther and farther ahead of him, only to take a sharp turn and connect with something.
Sliding to a stop before the alleyway, Terry could feel his jaws drop, and his body break out in a cold sweat. It wasn't possible, wasn't probable at all. But there she was all the same, crouched down with Ace nuzzling her face like an old friend, something he'd only see him do to one other woman, and not even Commissioner Gordon.
"Melanie?!" His voice cracked a bit at the shock from seeing her again. Her body had changed a bit, but her face was as familiar as his own reflection, and as dear to him as his own mother. "When did you get out?"quote]
CALIFORNIA HERE WE COME,
RIGHT BACK WHERE WE STARTED FROM.
say hold up, wait a minute. let me put some pimpin' in
it! yep, that's right, this sexy application template was made
by yours truly: CHRISS a.k.a. LENNY GOT LAID ?! @
CAUTION 2.0. yeah, see those fawesome lyrics? that be
california by none other than phantom planet. and by the way,
if you happen to remove this little credit, i'll sned vampires
after you in the night to rip out your jugular. and they won't
be as sexy as you think the cullens are. uh-huh.
