Discussion in 'RSTL Grudge Matches and Tournaments' started by xX_NASTY_Xx, Mar 29, 2009.
By Special Request - For T.a.C
Tennica - think GL will win this?
Don't call me an idiot, kid. It's the guy who you respect more who keeps bringing that thread up.
If you wanna see it, I posted a link to it in my battle vs. K3 week before last.
Be clever about it...write a verse or something...should be easy, you say you're the best writer here.
You're dissing Joro? I'm sure everybody will vote for it.
MOD's - this dude GL? and Pain are connected in ways I don't totally understand, but I know they're close. I've seen GL? say shit on here like, "Pain, I've finished my verse, get at me and I'll run it by you".....so they're close. And he's allowed to come in and vote on Pain's battles even tho he's not signed in? This undermines the credibility/integrity of the league.
LOL....did you know 'douche bag' is in the dictionary? You kids talk differently and I had to look it up. Here's what Merriam-Webster had to say:
slang : an unattractive or offensive person
So you find me unattractive? That's a relief. Or you find me offensive? I wouldn't wanna be the type of person found to be acceptable by ignorance.
What? You call me a "douche bag"....then delete my response? If you don't want none, don't start none.
My point in that battle wasn't legitimate?
Fuck your "warnings"....don't want me here? It takes four words "Joro, leave the league"
Got Life's post "Joro, you're an idiot" stays up...but you move my posts if I respond? And you expect me to respect this shit?
^^so fuck your warnings
Flood the forum? You mean post over and over? Get over yourselves....
You're no older than 18, aren't you T.a.C?
That explains your ignorance, your juvenile emotion, and your weak writing.
I just assumed you were older cuz you're a MOD.
No more playing with kids for me. I won't lie tho, sometimes the adult world is so hectic, you almost miss the playground.
now get out of here fag
I'm rubber, you're glue - whatever you say bounces offa me and sticks onto you.
(It's hard to leave the playground when the kids keep calling you back)
Got Life's "Daddy's Little Girl"
Adelaide played in her little white dress,
Chasing butterflies not caring that it might mess-
With the placement of every little strand of her hair,
That mom placed oh so dutifully here and over there,
She ran free through the knee high grassy field,
Can’t believe how much class and sass she’d yield,
As time flickered away through the middle of May,
She finally bit her lower lip and began to say,
Daddy, I have a little riddle for you today…
Her innocence amused me; she bit her lower lip,
Stepping closer toward me; my hand began to slip,
Her head began to tilt; her lips, they parted slowly,
This flower did not wilt,
She kissed and then controlled me,
Impassioned fire burning; my rationale eloped,
Opening my eyes up slowly, I had only hoped-
That this were naught but a dream,
Yet there she stood... skin pale as cream,
Adelaide, my youngest daughter,
Her eyes wide as oceans; me in troubled water.
I always loved you daddy; mommy was in the way,
Still frozen from confusion I was dazed in disarray,
And I stared at her little hands covered in blood,
Connecting all the pieces through the sudden flood-
Our home sweet home reminiscent of a horror scene,
There on the front stoop lay mother’s spleen.
I followed the trail of blood in hopes of waking up,
My hands trying to steady a very shaky cup-
Of coffee that now clamored to the floor,
As I found mother crumpled up;
In an ever so bile scene of vicious gore,
Stabbed with a serrated blade, there she laid,
Completely flayed, on display portrayed-
Every vital organ, each gashed with fervor,
While mother laid there as an observer,
Her eyes still scream of the pain and anguish,
In which our daughter made her languish.
Behind me piped up Adelaide,
“I did it so we could be together daddy.”
Anger overcame me; I grabbed her by the throat,
Blood seeped from her eyes; that was all she wrote,
That day I lost my wife and daughter,
And I lost myself; oh so much pain in slaughter-
That at long last...
I took that knife and killed myself.
There we lay, mother, daughter, and father,
A once happy family that will never need to bother-
To ever have a fight again,
We've learned to love each other,
No more talks of divorce that had set off our daughter,
Though we replay now, the events of the slaughter...
Oh how bitter and hot is the devil's water
To understand you, and why you rate GL so highly, I read this a couple times and tried to make sense of it - and therefor sense of you.
At first I thought, "Nope, this still makes no sense." Cuz how can a lil girl who still chases butterflies in the field and still has her hair combed by her mother be able to over-power the adult woman so viciously with a serrated knife to spill her organs over the floor? This little butterfly chaser who couldn't have been older than 7, must have been driven by some heated passion. But what was behind it? She says, "I did it for you Daddy" and "mommy was in the way"...was she a jealous lover? But the conclusion says, "No more talks of divorce that had set off our daughter." So if she did it cuz she wanted to be with daddy and mommy was in the way, why would a divorce set her off? A divorce would give her daddy to herself. But it's deeper than that, I realized. I see now that she loved daddy, and didn't want mommy to hurt him by leaving him. (But again, why would she KILL mommy instead of just letting her leave? She was probably pissed about the way mommy was doing her hair for the last 4 years...or, more seriously, it was vengeance for threatening daddy's emotions...yes, daddy would be hurt by mommy's death, but little Adelaide would take mommy's place) Her and daddy liked to flirt. Approaching him, she "bit her lower lip" and "kissed" daddy who felt "controlled" and "an impassioned fire burning" by this. So daddy wanted to fuck Adelaide. This shamed him, as he characterized his feelings as "being in troubled waters." So Daddy's an ashamed pedophile, who also loves his wife. How does he get out of this? By wishing everybody dead. He was very glad to find his wife gutted on the floor. So he then chokes the shit out of his daughter, and then kills himself, proclaiming from beyond the grave, "we've learned to love each other."
I may think differently tomorrow, but for right now Got Life has got skills. (Not for rap, tho)....I can see why that girl Tennica, who would only give me half-hearted brains, went to him.
I just appreciate art, I'm not now on Got Life's dick - only she is.
By the way Got Life, I wouldn't kiss her, she swallowed. I'm not sure if that would make a difference to you, as you and she exist in a higher spiritual realm than I do in my lower physical one. But I thought I'd let you know just in case.
I do however want you to give two solid strokes for me as I never got to hit it.
Pain got his white friends to agree with him ...after provoking me with some homo shit.....I'll see you in another realm, kid.
No, I'm not havin all that gay shit you said. Whether it's 50 years from now or not, I will see you.
lol. someone didn't quite understand the concept of a video collab.
Nom said, "I'm running shit like track shoes on a pig farm"....LOL!!!
I was impressed by nom and GL's battle. They actually rapped this week. "Kudos to you gentleman..."
I see I've left an impression. Pain got at me in his championship...GL and Nom decided to try their hand at rap....and the "debate" in the mag is about the relavance of flow in text.
I guess that James Baldwin quote you put up for next week's topics is true:
"Children have never been very good at listening to their elders, but they have never failed to imitate them."
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