DJ Holy Body's Blog and the King's Mask + Wearing Black to Your Own Funeral

"Yeah Cofefe's back Yeah Cofefe's back Got these crazy white boys yellin' Cofefe's back I call my weed Curve On Ya Smells like teen spirit And my pack's so fuckin' loud you can't hear it"

Jones Junior, T-Raw The Ruler Slicker than a gold patch, gold chain Cuban Rope, till it's bruisin', D*CK on punte' Gimmie gimmie chocha  Kill it like OJ

Wow, it's been busy!  My living and working community is now a military community.  I have been training various armed forces, including helping a gunner to rehabilitate her shoulders.  My new job at 24Sevenfold Fitness is very rewarding! There are a couple of things that are bothering me.  I feel that it's sad that Los Angeles has to be on fire right now.  Although civilians may not understand what's going on, I deployed microscopic fire ignitors that started the fire.  I only know this because the weapons were deployed from my stomach.  It's a new weapon I had installed in my stomach during the past few years.  The weapons were deployed to prevent a civil war. I had to gain about thirty pounds for my new weapons to be installed without the public noticing.  I now have 8 different guns that fire out of my belly button.  If I upgraded any higher than that with my abdominal guns, I would have to have a rock hard belly and love handles...