MERO addresses when it appropriate to hit a woman →
NIGGAS ASKED ME A COUPLE TIMES IF HITTING A BITCH WAS OK AND UNDER WHAT CIRCUMSTANCES ETC. SOME NIGGAS REALLY DIDN’T KNOW AND SOME NIGGAS WAS EXPECTING ME TO BE LIKE “NAH IT’S PERFECTLY NORMAL TO BREAK YA WIFE’S LEG IN HALF IF SHE STEPS IN FRONT OF THE TV PICKIN UP GARBAGE OFF THE FLOOR AND FUCKS UP YA KILLSTREAK” YOU SHOULDN’T JUST BEAT BITCHES UP FOR NO REASON B. THAT’S FOUL B, CUZ IMAGINE YOUR DAUGHTER GETTIN HER EYELASHES BEAT OFF BY SOME NIGGA CUZ SHE TALKED OVER AN ESPN HIGHLIGHT. YOU GOT A DVR NIGGA THAT WAS TOTALLY UNNECESSARY. SO YOU SHOULD NEVER HIT A FEMALE B.
UNLESS
1) SHE PUNCHES YOU OD HARD IN THE FACE IN FRONT OF AN AUDIENCE: IF YOU ON THE 5 TRAIN AT 149TH PLAYIN PLANTS VS ZOMBIES IGNORING WHATEVER BULLSHIT SHORTY IS TALKIN ABOUT AND SHE GETS TIGHT TO A POINT WHERE SHE’S ACTIN RECKLESS AND YOU JUST BE LIKE “MA, SHUTUP.” THEN SHE PUNCHES YOU OD HARD IN YOUR FACIAL? YOU GOTTA DO SOMETHING, CUZ NIGGAS IS LAUGHIN AT YOU. SO YOU GOTTA OPEN HAND SMACK SHORTY IN HER FACE SO HARD THAT HER EYEBALLS TURN INTO JELLO SHOTS AND FALL OUT. DO NOT PUNCH HER CUZ SOME NIGGA IS GONNA TRY TO COME TO HER RESCUE AND THEN YOU GOTTA THROW HOMIE ON THE TRACKS LIKE MY NIGGA QTIP DID IN PRISON SONG. THEN SUBSEQUENTLY GO TO JAIL AND DO CRAZY JOINTS AND EAT ONION SOUPS ON SOME MAZEL TOV WACK SHIT. WHICH SUCKS CUZ THEN SHORTY GETS THE LAST LAUGH. SO JUST SMACK HER IN THE FACE OD HARD.
2) SHE HITS YOUR MOTHER/SISTER: IF SHORTY VIOLATES LIKE THAT AND HITS YOUR MOMS OR YOUR SISTER THEN YOU GOTTA GO HAMMY DAVIS JR. ON THE BITCH B. YOU CAN’T LET THAT SLIDE AND EVEN IF YOUR SISTER GOT IT YOU GOTTA HIT SHORTY IN THE CHEST WITH THE VANDAMME KICK B FUCK ALL THAT GENTLEMAN SHIT. YOU GOT THE GREEN LIGHT TO PUNCH A BITCH IN THE FACE, BODYSLAM A BITCH ON A FIRE HYDRANT, ALL THAT. JUST DON’T KILL HER OBVIOUSLY. BUT NOW YOU GOTTA BE PREPARED TO FUCK HER BROTHER UP CUZ THAT NIGGA IS PROLLY GONNA TRY TO HOOK OFF. IF YOU LIVE IN THE HOOD THIS IS GONNA END UP WITH ONE OF YALL NIGGAS GETTIN SHOT TO PIECES AND NIGGAS WEARING LITTLE FLYER LOOKIN CARDS WITH “RIP MY NIGGA” ON THEM WITH YA PICTURE. IF YOU LIVE IN THE SUBURBS THIS IS GONNA GO ON FOR INFINITY ETERNITY AND YALL NIGGAS GON FIGHT EVERYTIME YOU SEE EACHOTHER AT CINNABON IN THE MALL.
3) SHE SUCKER PUNCHES YOU: UNLESS YOU WILD SOFT OR YOU DATING ONE OF THESE BITCHES EVEN IF SHORTY TROMBONES YA SHIT ON SOME UNEXPECTED YOU SHOULD STILL BE STANDING. IN WHICH CASE YOU TURN AND FLINCH AT SHORTY. IF SHE FLINCHES ON SOME SHOOK SHIT THEN YOU GRAB HER FACE AND SMUSH IT. DON’T MUSH THE BITCH SMUSH THE BITCH…YOU GOTTA PALM HER FACE LIKE A BASKETBALL AND BE LIKE “FUCK YOU DOIN BITCH? YOU CRAZY?” IF SHE DON’T FLINCH AND COCKS BACK FOR ANOTHER SWING THEN YOU GOTTA HIT SHORTY WITH THE DOWNWARD SMACK. YOU COME FROM UP HIGH AND SMACK DOWN LIKE YOU SLAMMIN DOMINOES ON THE TABLE. THAT SHIT IS WILD DISHEARTENING B. IT MAKES SHORTY REALIZE SHE CAN’T BANG WITH YOU CUZ YOU’LL ROCK HER SHIT.
NO MATTER WHAT YOU GOTTA STAY CALM B. DON’T WILD OUT AND START SCREAMIN & SHIT B. YOU GOTTA WHIP SHORTY ASS AND BE ON SOME COOL IKE TURNER SHIT. THAT WAY SHE FEELS LIKE “YO THIS NIGGA IS CRAZY LEMME NOT TRAVEL DOWN THIS ROAD DOWN AGAIN CUZ I CAN’T SEE OUT MY RIGHT EYEBALL RIGHT NOW AND MY EARS IS RINGIN”… ALSO, THIS SHIT APPLIES TO REGULAR BITCHES. IF YOUR GIRL IS WILD FAT THEN YOU GOTTA BE CAREFUL CUZ FAT BITCHES DON’T GO DOWN EASY AND THEY GO INTO CRAZY RHINO MODE AND WILL FALL ON YOU TO IMMOBILIZE YOU AND PUNCH YOU IN YA NUTS AND ALL THAT…NAH I’M PLAYIN FAT BITCHES GO NO SELF ESTEEM THEY WON’T EVER GET OUTTA POCKET UNLESS YOU GET HIGH AND EAT ALL THE ENTENMANN’S.
(Editor’s note: I immediately thought of this. Also, never ever hit a woman.)
In honor of the Royal wedding coinciding with the release of Fast 5 →
- I liveth my days one furlong at a time. For that fortnight or less, I possess the greatest freedom.
- Thou might imbibe whatever mead thy desireth, so long as the mead be Corona.
- Mia, I’m a bobby.
- Vastly exceeding your means, sir. Bespoke Bentley.
- A gathering of militia folk entered upon my premises and brought foretold dishonour upon mine kin!
- Hark! Thy manifold is fraught with perils!
The proportion of corny girls to non-corny girls that rock north face in NY is really bad →
Let’s do some math:
NYC - 9M people
60% women, so 5.4M are women
40% are butch lesbian that live in the LES, chelsea, park slope, and queens with their life partner who works in advertising, so like 3.24M are straight
60% are LES, EV, west village, and “white brooklyn” girls that work for boutiques or something else, so that leaves 1.296M girls that are relatively corny(UES, own a min-pin, went to Barnard and took classes at Columbia, etc)
of that group, 100% wears north face. So there’s like 1.296M corny fucking faux chic girls in the city that wear north face already.
of the 1.944M girls that are not corny as hell, I’d say 95% of them(easily) wear either vintage, vintage reproduction, heritage, faux heritage vintage H&M collaboratation with paul bunyan or a british warship from 1950, etc etc.
that leaves 97,200 women. Of those remaining, I would say 20% wear steezy balenciaga or something that makes the penis take the 4-5 rather than the 6 uptown if you catch my drift, so like 77,760 women remain. Half of them are not attractive or have no style sense anways. Maybe they are crust punk. I don’t fucking know, even though I’ve known some hot crust punk girls. 38,880 women are left. Of these women, possibly 1/10 owns a north face jacket from back when they went to Cornell for hotel management. 3888 women remain. of these select few women, 1/10 can pull that shit off with sexy andro-fashion because they are just THAT hot. 389 women total.
So the ratio is about 389/1,296,000 women, which is .03% of the female population in NYC that can pull off wearing a northface jacket.
In your state, where it’s so cold in winter that I need my license to remember my gender, I’d say the numbers are even less in your favor to have ever seen north face pulled off in a steezy manner.
So it does happen…just not that often. People with enough steez can pull anything off, honestly.
The ballad of solo steez.
A G’d up Lucifer.
Banished from Heaven for stunting on Yahweh.
Exiled from the blogosphere.
Brought before the inquisition.
My charge?
It’s blasphemous how on point my shit is.
Deuces to the LES.
Trading open bars for open skies.
One last round of LOLZ and Mexican Cokes with the squad?
Nah.
No goodbyes this times.
Peaced out quicker than Draper with a jumpoff.
I’ll confess.
Asked my barber to come with.
Dude’s post-modern Civil War reconstruction carpetbagger swag is still an inspiration.
Hot shave appointments booked for a month straight, he had to pass.
So I’m on that solitary hustle.
That lonesome grind.
Getting my Treadwell on.
Twitpic’n savage ass grizzly bears to no followers.
Living out of a rust rucksack.
And a ollie drab parka.
Prolly start a Lookbook.nu for my shadow.
My silhouettes lookin’ all fucking tasty.
That interweb hustle never truly dies.
Not with 4G, son.
Rat race for the unemployed.
The 9-5 of independent editors.
The endless pursuits of freelance photogs.
And Google curators.
We off that.
This is the ballad of solo steez.
I am just a man.
Hiking somewhere outside of Hither Hills.
Searching for zen.
Thought I found it in a Cabourn jawn.
But then I peeped the pricepoint.
This is a news website article about a scientific paper →
In the standfirst I will make a fairly obvious pun about the subject matter before posing an inane question I have no intention of really answering: is this an important scientific finding?
In this paragraph I will state the main claim that the research makes, making appropriate use of “scare quotes” to ensure that it’s clear that I have no opinion about this research whatsoever.
In this paragraph I will briefly (because no paragraph should be more than one line) state which existing scientific ideas this new research “challenges”.
If the research is about a potential cure, or a solution to a problem, this paragraph will describe how it will raise hopes for a group of sufferers or victims.
This paragraph elaborates on the claim, adding weasel-words like “the scientists say” to shift responsibility for establishing the likely truth or accuracy of the research findings on to absolutely anybody else but me, the journalist.
In this paragraph I will state in which journal the research will be published. I won’t provide a link because either a) the concept of adding links to web pages is alien to the editors, b) I can’t be bothered, or c) the journal inexplicably set the embargo on the press release to expire before the paper was actually published.
“Basically, this is a brief soundbite,” the scientist will say, from a department and university that I will give brief credit to. “The existing science is a bit dodgy, whereas my conclusion seems bang on,” she or he will continue.
I will then briefly state how many years the scientist spent leading the study, to reinforce the fact that this is a serious study and worthy of being published by the BBC the website.
This is a sub-heading that gives the impression I am about to add useful context.
Here I will state that whatever was being researched was first discovered in some year, presenting a vague timeline in a token gesture toward establishing context for the reader.
To pad out this section I will include a variety of inane facts about the subject of the research that I gathered by Googling the topic and reading the Wikipedia article that appeared as the first link.
I will preface them with “it is believed” or “scientists think” to avoid giving the impression of passing any sort of personal judgement on even the most inane facts.
This fragment will be put on its own line for no obvious reason.
In this paragraph I will reference or quote some minor celebrity, historical figure, eccentric, or a group of sufferers; because my editors are ideologically committed to the idea that all news stories need a “human interest”, and I’m not convinced that the scientists are interesting enough.
At this point I will include a picture, because our search engine optimisation experts have determined that humans are incapable of reading more than 400 words without one.

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This subheading hints at controversy with a curt phrase and a question mark?
This paragraph will explain that while some scientists believe one thing to be true, other people believe another, different thing to be true.
In this paragraph I will provide balance with a quote from another scientist in the field. Since I picked their name at random from a Google search, and since the research probably hasn’t even been published yet for them to see it, their response to my e-mail will be bland and non-committal.
“The research is useful”, they will say, “and gives us new information. However, we need more research before we can say if the conclusions are correct, so I would advise caution for now.”
If the subject is politically sensitive this paragraph will contain quotes from some fringe special interest group of people who, though having no apparent understanding of the subject, help to give the impression that genuine public “controversy” exists.
This paragraph will provide more comments from the author restating their beliefs about the research by basically repeating the same stuff they said in the earlier quotes but with slightly different words. They won’t address any of the criticisms above because I only had time to send out one round of e-mails.
This paragraph contained useful information or context, but was removed by the sub-editor to keep the article within an arbitrary word limit in case the internet runs out of space.
The final paragraph will state that some part of the result is still ambiguous, and that research will continue.
Possible Reasons Why There is a Bird in This Whole Foods Dining Area. →
It flew in through the scaffolding on the ceiling, which is not decorative but rather part of an open-air expansion project slated to become a third-floor organic dried mango and nut-berry soda warehouse.
No good lunch places near where it works.
A higher power sent it to remind us that the assumption that humans are the only ones who appreciate cruelty-free fresh and local arrowroot cookies is dangerously anthrocentrist.
It’s attracted to girls with tote bags and floppy knit berets.
One of the screaming children at the next table is a Disney princess and is constantly followed by friendly woodland creatures who must keep their distance to hide the princess’ identity from the evil witch who has banished her to Tribeca.
It heard about the free samples of water flavored with a barely detectable hint of guava.
I am not really in Whole Foods, but in a forest clearing where a simple woodcutter, ashamed of his contempo-casual ambitions, has hidden his stainless-steel-and-polished-wood-banquette passion project.
It just wants someplace with free wireless to sit and work on its screenplay.
Whole Foods is an illusion; I am a brain in a vat and a bird mistakenly flew into my vat.
To steal some Kashi cereal for its nest.
It came through the hole in a window created when someone tasted multi-green kombucha and threw themselves to merciful death on the street below.
To use the bathroom for free.
A discussion of language (Thanks Tobia)





