Wolf Watch

I’m shaking things up on your favorite blog site. In true “No no no….I’m not you blogger, I really live this!” fashion I’m going to post the stories. Excuse me the narration of my good friends lives (including mine). This is how we live. Welcome to the Wolf Watch…My man F.Luxury.B, aka Ferris Buller, aka the kid from Cop Killah Queens at his site. Wanted to put us on blast. I guess he was tired of having to rehash stories to others on the East Coast , about our exploits out here in HelL.A. If you all didn’t know, FLux B also is bicoastal no homo. He pops in and out in HelL.A. every now and then. Yet he needs to spend more than 48 hours on the Left coast to really soak up the flavor. So you can also find the Wolf Watch here as well as there. Now back to our daily report from the trenches on the front lines.It doesn’t matter what you did. It only matters what you do now. Recalling the past , to back up the present can sometimes be a little weak. Especially when you’re trying to holler hard at a shorty-boo. You can live your life lonely. With no one around. Just by yourself , letting yourself think in a moment of silence. You can live a life full of forbidden pleasures. Pursue the leisures of life. Or break down the struggles of tyranny for others. The bottom line is that you are either a victor or victim in the game of life by the rules you live by. Greaze Nabokov plays by no one’s rules by my own. Everybody is always talking about how they are a “Lebron” in the game. Fuck that I’m David Stern, in shot clock mode.Controlling the game. Determing the outcome for myself. I was blowing bubbles with my Orbit Raspberry Mint gum. Ahem,, feel free to send us cases of that shit. We love how they blow such amazing bubbles. Just like shortyBop here.
Here I am at this dirty downtown Electro house party. Just minding my own bussiness, waiting for the other operatives in the field to rally back. So we can bounce to the next party. Standing in the line for a drink at the bar, I just watched this long legg flammingo. I thought she was pretty. I imagined what her her smelled like. Greaze’s got a serious hair fetish. In my mind, I could picture her sitting in front of her Vanity mirror. Brushing her hair before she went to bed. She gentle turns to me , and says ” Can I have a piece of gum , please”She said “please” ,I love it when people display the manners that their parents taught them. I replied back If I give you a gum , We have to stage a bubble gum blowing contest”. Believe me, I wanted to see those lips in action. “The loser has to kiss the winner” I proclaimed. I guess by these rules set forward. We are all winners. Lets just say more than bubbles were blown !- Sexy Beast aka Greaze Nabokov

Source: Fluxuryb