Please Forgive Me...
I haven't done this in awhile. I hope I can still do this, cause if I can't, I'm outsta da business. I swear...
So I saw the cutest girl today. Bare with me people, and let me explain. I was chillin' in the laundromat today, takin' care of business, when this shortie strolled in carrying a bag of her soiled undergarments and everyday-wear. In everyday existence, she would be a pretty girl, but this day, whether she meant to or not, she was dressed for success. Imagine this people, we'll go from bottom to top. She was sporting the ugg boots, sea-foam green PJ pants(which also had some cartoon print on it, but I couldn't tell what it was), a black white and pink wife-beater, a herringbone pea coat on top, and the capper was her disheveled black hair that was put up in a pony tail. I mean her hair was everywhere. If you can picture that, that is the picture of beauty. Cover her with some more melanin and grace her with some heritage that spans back to the cosmopolitan days of India, and you would see me on one knee with some sort of ring in hand. Anyways, She had arrived a little after me, which created a stagger. So I was folding my underoo's while she sat there every once in awhile takin' a peak my way. I mean it's akward fella's but I mean you gotta keep folding those boxers/briefs/boxer-briefs/whitey's/bikini(if that's your style, that's cool with me) in style and confidence.
Speaking of laundromat, I have a plan. Whenever the day comes, and I decide to leave this town of New York City; I plan on going to the beach. East coast, West coast, India, Austrialia doesn't really matter. I've been practicing my accent. It's getting pretty burly. And along with the accent I'm going to have the beard to match. Anyways... I'm going to move to the beach. And you maybe asking yourself (or you may not, just keep following along), "What are you going to do there Remoy?" Well I'm so happy you asked. I'm going to open a laundromat. Follow along little children, I'm going to open a laundromat. Not another boring, in-and-out laundromat. But one with style. One way to bring in some extra funds, I'm going to plaster the joint in advertisements. Walls, Washers, Dryers, Manicans, even attendants. I'm talkin' Chili's to Depends. Advertisements all over the joint. On certain weekends, I'll spread open the legs of the joint and have fashion shows. I mean it is a laundromat. And of course to finish it up. We'll have church there. What better place to learn, live, and love the Word, than a place where you can expose your dirty laundry and come back with a new set of clean underpants.
I started reading 1 Peter today. I read it 3 times in about 25 minutes. That book is the balls(Don't worry it's a tribute to my boy, Ron Burgundy). Seriously though, if you are a Christian in the 21st century, that book is open and true. I mean its pure manna of gospel and good news. You want a book to live out, well, there it is. Don't forget to take James along with it...
I'm outskie for another round of life...
Be Relentless
Peace
Remoy
So I saw the cutest girl today. Bare with me people, and let me explain. I was chillin' in the laundromat today, takin' care of business, when this shortie strolled in carrying a bag of her soiled undergarments and everyday-wear. In everyday existence, she would be a pretty girl, but this day, whether she meant to or not, she was dressed for success. Imagine this people, we'll go from bottom to top. She was sporting the ugg boots, sea-foam green PJ pants(which also had some cartoon print on it, but I couldn't tell what it was), a black white and pink wife-beater, a herringbone pea coat on top, and the capper was her disheveled black hair that was put up in a pony tail. I mean her hair was everywhere. If you can picture that, that is the picture of beauty. Cover her with some more melanin and grace her with some heritage that spans back to the cosmopolitan days of India, and you would see me on one knee with some sort of ring in hand. Anyways, She had arrived a little after me, which created a stagger. So I was folding my underoo's while she sat there every once in awhile takin' a peak my way. I mean it's akward fella's but I mean you gotta keep folding those boxers/briefs/boxer-briefs/whitey's/bikini(if that's your style, that's cool with me) in style and confidence.
Speaking of laundromat, I have a plan. Whenever the day comes, and I decide to leave this town of New York City; I plan on going to the beach. East coast, West coast, India, Austrialia doesn't really matter. I've been practicing my accent. It's getting pretty burly. And along with the accent I'm going to have the beard to match. Anyways... I'm going to move to the beach. And you maybe asking yourself (or you may not, just keep following along), "What are you going to do there Remoy?" Well I'm so happy you asked. I'm going to open a laundromat. Follow along little children, I'm going to open a laundromat. Not another boring, in-and-out laundromat. But one with style. One way to bring in some extra funds, I'm going to plaster the joint in advertisements. Walls, Washers, Dryers, Manicans, even attendants. I'm talkin' Chili's to Depends. Advertisements all over the joint. On certain weekends, I'll spread open the legs of the joint and have fashion shows. I mean it is a laundromat. And of course to finish it up. We'll have church there. What better place to learn, live, and love the Word, than a place where you can expose your dirty laundry and come back with a new set of clean underpants.
I started reading 1 Peter today. I read it 3 times in about 25 minutes. That book is the balls(Don't worry it's a tribute to my boy, Ron Burgundy). Seriously though, if you are a Christian in the 21st century, that book is open and true. I mean its pure manna of gospel and good news. You want a book to live out, well, there it is. Don't forget to take James along with it...
I'm outskie for another round of life...
Be Relentless
Peace
Remoy
1 Peter 1:6-7
In this you greatly rejoice, even though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been distressed by various trials,
so that the proof of your faith, being more precious than gold which is perishable, even though tested by fire, may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ;
so that the proof of your faith, being more precious than gold which is perishable, even though tested by fire, may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ;
1 Peter 3:7
You husbands in the same way, live with your wives in an understanding way, as with someone weaker, since she is a woman; and show her honor as a fellow heir of the grace of life, so that your prayers will not be hindered.
1 Peter 4:12-13
Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery ordeal among you, which comes upon you for your testing, as though some strange thing were happening to you;
but to the degree that you share the sufferings of Christ, keep on rejoicing, so that also at the revelation of His glory you may rejoice with exultation.
but to the degree that you share the sufferings of Christ, keep on rejoicing, so that also at the revelation of His glory you may rejoice with exultation.