There are times when I think our homeboy is really mentally...no, I don’t want to say challenged. It’s more like he is socially…wait, no. It would be accurate to diagnose him as…um…oh yeah, plug out of his effin gator mind…yep…that’s it. Grand poo poo
Kim, thanks for bringing up initiations. That’s a real good memory. Glad you retired your gloves but I LOVEDEDID when I saw you put them on a chick at the 118 jam. 1 of the worst damn ass whoopins I ever saw a girl give to another girl AND you stomped her out. I had a new respect (fear of) you since that day. Ant, I never knew you were so momma effin funny. Des, you are the sexy raining queen of all things high yella. Kindell, I think about you every time that I make French toast (true story). I just went back to your picture from November in the diner and saw those thighs. Call me NOW Dell. Corey, good…my bad, GREAT idea. This page is like church, I always feel good when I come and read the comments that you fools leave. I swear, I miss hanging on the block with each of you and I’m glad that you still know how to have a Gator good time. Okay, gettin emotional…feelin love…tear in EYE…must GOOO! Grand Poo Poo…out
LOL. I wish I could share some of the stuff Grand Poo-Bah taught me on this site...but we keep it clean. If I were to make a commercial though, it would sund something like: " Ticket to the boat ride -$25. Ticket to the ski trip $350. Observing and getting real life training from the Grand PooBah while on the boatride & ski trip -PRICELESS!"
OK we all know Mr. Slate was NUTS and probably still is... However, what is up with confession session. I know it feel like church but Ant save the mushy stuff for another time and for u Grand Poo Poo what the he—is a sexy raining queen?
Ant, my brotha from another mother. I am so glad that you decided to bring that up here and…and now. Failed? I don’t think so old friend, that chick asked me about you the last time that I spoke to her (no joke). Regardless, you held me down is how I remember it. I have a picture from that very same day that I am sending to Hardcore right now buddy…or RATHER, right after I pass the 3 part surprise test that Shawn has hit me with from nowhere. Which consist of the following questions “What 2 chicks, when was this and why did you take them to our special place FREDDY!” Your words have created an opportunity to answer a question I have never heard from my daughter before, “daddy, why does mommy keep calling you a no good lying piece of sh*t”. My son keeps laughing at me and saying, “I thought you was a playa pops, handle this”. Anthony, with all that you may have learned in the past, I hope that you learned something today. A simple friendly shout to Poobah on the open for everyone to read Gator Blog, if worded correctly, can cause a line of questioning that can last for daaayyys. And just so you know, I will be living off of frozen TV dinners and hero sandwiches for while. I think that’s at least part of what Shawna meant when she said that I won’t be getting anything hot for at least a month. Thank you old chum, thank you so very, very much. Grand Poo Poo…out
Freddie? Is that you? Sorry about the mix-up, but tell Shawna that story wasn't about you. You're Grand Poo Poo. Poobah is that other dude that used to be on the block. And even if it was you, which of course IT IS NOT, I was 11 in that story. I'm 41 now, tell her to do the math. And tell your little man his pops ain't no playa, daddy loves mommy dearly and she is the only woman daddy ever talks about to uncle anthony. Matter of fact I'll tell my wife to make a huge pan of lasagna because I know you like her lasagna, and I'll bring it over right away. SHUT UP COREY!!! That's why i don't like coming on this blog any way. How could somebody make a blog and not give prior thought to different kinds of confusions & identity errors that could occur? Grossly negligent, my friend.
Yo Dell, I send eveybody out of the kithchen when I hook that up. I've added a few things over the years to make it even better. And for the very low price of another picture of those thighs on the internet you can have the new recipe. Grand Poo Poo
Thanks for the offer Ant but I am not allowed to eat at your house or hangout with you or talk to you or be your friend or walk on the same side of the street as you or... Coming Shawn! SEE ANT, YOU GOT ME IN TROUBLE AGAIN! I GOTTA GO! Grand Poo Poo out. Coming Shawn!
Hey Poobah, I know Kindel's thighs was looking all scruumptious and all...but forget about THEM...I have something waaaaay more Delicious for you to look at my brother! (Kindel don't read this)
FOUL, FOUL, FOUL - so stink of both of you! Get off my little Kindell's hamhocks. Corey, i'm going to send you a hot joint of Des from the 1st gator crabfest - IN SPANDEX. Give me a minute.
Corey don't hate, Fred you just flash back to that when ever you want. As for me that picture makes me do another hour on the tred mil. Fred remember when T and I would come down to NY sports club to work out? Fred just pass on the recipe, I have also improved on the recipe so you tell me your secret and I'll tell you mind.
Oh, by no means am I hating Kindel. I am celebrating and sharing my excitement with Freddy over my next post! Its a very nice pic of you...hehehe. wit yo sexy self! Ant, i need that Des in spandex pic STAT. IT'S A CELEBRATION!
Tonight in the Poo Poo residence: Shawna: WHAT THE HELL SHE MEAN FLASHBACK TO HER PIC WHENEVER YOU WANT? Fred: Baby, please... Shawna: AND WHERE THE HELL WAS I WHEN YA'LL WAS WORKIN' ALL OUT? Fred: Baby, baby, please... Shawna: AND WHAT EFFIN' SECRETS YA'LL GOT TO SHARE WITH EACH OTHER? Fred: Baby..... but.... please... Shawna: AND DONT THINK I DON'T KNOW WHAT "FRENT TOAST" IS FREDDY!!! Fred: But... but......but......... It was Anthony!
WOW, I C U miss a day U miss a lot. Grand Poo Poo thanks for clearing that up for me. I luv the dialog that is go in on right now. That’s rite keep um on a short leash just what the Dr. ordered. Ant, I am afraid what that spandex flick looks like. Please b easy…..
Hey! Everybody look, Fred made a mistake, he made a mistake I tellya. It's not raining, it's reining. I should know because I'm educated, I went to college and I have 2.1 children so trust me, It’s reining. Let all laugh at him, come on, it’s so funny, right? Har har har.
LOL. Thank you. I have been ripped to shreds by your extensive knowledge of torrential downpours and overall weather conditions. In a battle of erudition you put me to shame brother. I am humbled and present myself prostrate before your superior etymology skills. To achieve your height of intellect a large percent of blood has to constantly run through the human brain. Ah yes, it all makes sense now. That’s why you wore those tight azz shorts in college. I would like to take this opportunity to openly thank you before everyone on this page. Thank you for your guidance all mighty tight azz shorts, to much blood in the brain king, thank you. Grand Poo
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I just want to know who said,"Yo Rashea I can see your nuts! Wait let me get a camera, do it one more time."
The incomprable Mr. Slate! This site wouldn't be half of nuthin without his contribution!
There are times when I think our homeboy is really mentally...no, I don’t want to say challenged. It’s more like he is socially…wait, no. It would be accurate to diagnose him as…um…oh yeah, plug out of his effin gator mind…yep…that’s it.
Grand poo poo
In this particular picture though, I would have to say that he is...should I say it...okay, nuts.
Grand poo poo
Kim, thanks for bringing up initiations. That’s a real good memory. Glad you retired your gloves but I LOVEDEDID when I saw you put them on a chick at the 118 jam. 1 of the worst damn ass whoopins I ever saw a girl give to another girl AND you stomped her out. I had a new respect (fear of) you since that day.
Ant, I never knew you were so momma effin funny.
Des, you are the sexy raining queen of all things high yella.
Kindell, I think about you every time that I make French toast (true story). I just went back to your picture from November in the diner and saw those thighs. Call me NOW Dell.
Corey, good…my bad, GREAT idea. This page is like church, I always feel good when I come and read the comments that you fools leave. I swear, I miss hanging on the block with each of you and I’m glad that you still know how to have a Gator good time. Okay, gettin emotional…feelin love…tear in EYE…must GOOO!
Grand Poo Poo…out
LOL. I wish I could share some of the stuff Grand Poo-Bah taught me on this site...but we keep it clean. If I were to make a commercial though, it would sund something like: " Ticket to the boat ride -$25. Ticket to the ski trip $350. Observing and getting real life training from the Grand PooBah while on the boatride & ski trip -PRICELESS!"
OK we all know Mr. Slate was NUTS and probably still is...
However, what is up with confession session. I know it feel like church but Ant save the mushy stuff for another time and for u Grand Poo Poo what the he—is a sexy raining queen?
Ant, my brotha from another mother. I am so glad that you decided to bring that up here and…and now. Failed? I don’t think so old friend, that chick asked me about you the last time that I spoke to her (no joke). Regardless, you held me down is how I remember it. I have a picture from that very same day that I am sending to Hardcore right now buddy…or RATHER, right after I pass the 3 part surprise test that Shawn has hit me with from nowhere. Which consist of the following questions “What 2 chicks, when was this and why did you take them to our special place FREDDY!” Your words have created an opportunity to answer a question I have never heard from my daughter before, “daddy, why does mommy keep calling you a no good lying piece of sh*t”. My son keeps laughing at me and saying, “I thought you was a playa pops, handle this”. Anthony, with all that you may have learned in the past, I hope that you learned something today. A simple friendly shout to Poobah on the open for everyone to read Gator Blog, if worded correctly, can cause a line of questioning that can last for daaayyys. And just so you know, I will be living off of frozen TV dinners and hero sandwiches for while. I think that’s at least part of what Shawna meant when she said that I won’t be getting anything hot for at least a month. Thank you old chum, thank you so very, very much.
Grand Poo Poo…out
Des, what do you mean, what is a sexy raining queen?
(Sexy) Sexually stimulating or suggestive.
(Raining) Present ruler.
(Queen) A female monarch.
It was supposed to be a compliment BLOCKHEAD!
(Compliment) An expression of approval or flattering remark.
(Blockhead) Des or cute light skinned girl from 21 jump.
Grand Poo Poo
THE GRAND POOBAH HAS SPOKEN!
Ant, I love you, and your story was funny as hell, but FOUL,FOUL,FOUL - you stink!
Fred you are funny.
You were one of the only people that I gave the french toast secret to. I glad to see you remember that.
Remember it only gets past on to your children.
Freddie? Is that you? Sorry about the mix-up, but tell Shawna that story wasn't about you. You're Grand Poo Poo. Poobah is that other dude that used to be on the block. And even if it was you, which of course IT IS NOT, I was 11 in that story. I'm 41 now, tell her to do the math. And tell your little man his pops ain't no playa, daddy loves mommy dearly and she is the only woman daddy ever talks about to uncle anthony. Matter of fact I'll tell my wife to make a huge pan of lasagna because I know you like her lasagna, and I'll bring it over right away.
SHUT UP COREY!!! That's why i don't like coming on this blog any way. How could somebody make a blog and not give prior thought to different kinds of confusions & identity errors that could occur?
Grossly negligent, my friend.
Yo Dell, I send eveybody out of the kithchen when I hook that up. I've added a few things over the years to make it even better. And for the very low price of another picture of those thighs on the internet you can have the new recipe.
Grand Poo Poo
This ain't the Gator Confessional Blog, my brother. Tell all stories wisely, and with cooth. Didn't the poobah teach you anything!
Thanks for the offer Ant but I am not allowed to eat at your house or hangout with you or talk to you or be your friend or walk on the same side of the street as you or... Coming Shawn! SEE ANT, YOU GOT ME IN TROUBLE AGAIN! I GOTTA GO!
Grand Poo Poo out.
Coming Shawn!
FOUL,FOUL,FOUL - you stink! I had forgot about that one Core. Good one.
Grand Poo Poo
THANK YOU VERY MUCH MY BROTHER! Now hurry up and get off line and tend to your home duties....LOL
Hey Poobah, I know Kindel's thighs was looking all scruumptious and all...but forget about THEM...I have something waaaaay more Delicious for you to look at my brother!
(Kindel don't read this)
FOUL, FOUL, FOUL - so stink of both of you! Get off my little Kindell's hamhocks.
Corey, i'm going to send you a hot joint of Des from the 1st gator crabfest - IN SPANDEX. Give me a minute.
Corey don't hate, Fred you just flash back to that when ever you want. As for me that picture makes me do another hour on the tred mil. Fred remember when T and I would come down to NY sports club to work out?
Fred just pass on the recipe, I have also improved on the recipe so you tell me your secret and I'll tell you mind.
Oh, by no means am I hating Kindel. I am celebrating and sharing my excitement with Freddy over my next post! Its a very nice pic of you...hehehe. wit yo sexy self!
Ant, i need that Des in spandex pic STAT. IT'S A CELEBRATION!
Tonight in the Poo Poo residence:
Shawna: WHAT THE HELL SHE MEAN FLASHBACK TO HER PIC WHENEVER YOU WANT?
Fred: Baby, please...
Shawna: AND WHERE THE HELL WAS I WHEN YA'LL WAS WORKIN' ALL OUT?
Fred: Baby, baby, please...
Shawna: AND WHAT EFFIN' SECRETS YA'LL GOT TO SHARE WITH EACH OTHER?
Fred: Baby..... but.... please...
Shawna: AND DONT THINK I DON'T KNOW WHAT "FRENT TOAST" IS FREDDY!!!
Fred: But... but......but.........
It was Anthony!
Hahahahahaha. Very funny guy I can't speak to.
Grand Poo
THAT WAS CLASSIC...I have NO words to follow that one up. Lets move on....
WOW, I C U miss a day U miss a lot. Grand Poo Poo thanks for clearing that up for me.
I luv the dialog that is go in on right now. That’s rite keep um on a short leash just what the Dr. ordered. Ant, I am afraid what that spandex flick looks like. Please b easy…..
Grand Poo Poo made a Grand Boo Boo
Raining=water from the sky
Reigning=to rule/dominate
I can forgive a typo or six, but this was too much.
Hey! Everybody look, Fred made a mistake, he made a mistake I tellya. It's not raining, it's reining. I should know because I'm educated, I went to college and I have 2.1 children so trust me, It’s reining. Let all laugh at him, come on, it’s so funny, right? Har har har.
Relax tight shorts.
Grand Poo
Grand Poo Poo,
Yeah I'm educated and apparently you're not!!! I said:
reigning=to rule/dominate
not
reining= to restrain
So yeah, let's laugh...it is funny.
LOL. Thank you. I have been ripped to shreds by your extensive knowledge of torrential downpours and overall weather conditions. In a battle of erudition you put me to shame brother. I am humbled and present myself prostrate before your superior etymology skills. To achieve your height of intellect a large percent of blood has to constantly run through the human brain. Ah yes, it all makes sense now. That’s why you wore those tight azz shorts in college. I would like to take this opportunity to openly thank you before everyone on this page. Thank you for your guidance all mighty tight azz shorts, to much blood in the brain king, thank you.
Grand Poo
Who's the Blockhead NOW????
Grand Boo Boo You should feel like
real Poo Poo Now!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHA
Poobah & Kermit that exchange was the illest.
You sweety. Now and forever more. Sexy big boobed blockheaded blond babe from the BX. Next question?
Grand Poo
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I was just passing through and I must say this Blog is great.Very funny comments..This is an example of true friendship..Thanks for Sharing
Tracee
WASSUP Trey to the C! Thanks for stopping through.
Grand Poo
WASSUP Trey to the C! Thanks for stopping through.
Grand Poo
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