Digital Cowboy

Digital Cowboy
Poker is life. Life is poker.

What I want.

December 1st, 2005

What I really, really want. Hands up to my peeps from the UK! Stupid in the hizzouse!

Now that that’s out of the way, I’ve got something serious on my mind

My bling’s not shiny enough. What’s a nigga’ gotta do to get some help up in here that knows how to shine some bling!?!

What?! Huh!?!

I ain’t got time to train ‘em, bitch! That’s why I hired you.

I’m too rich to put up with this shit! I’m leavin’.

I didn’t hire you? You’re my wife?

Shit, baby, you’re right. I’m sorry for all that. You’re my reason for living, baby. I love you more than anything. But I got’s to go. It’s a business appointment.

I wanna live like the brothers. Pursue pleasure and never have any responsibility. Whenever I encounter an obstacle I can blame it on racism. Everybody knows that it’s done been institutionalized! Goes right up to the White House, it does.

My life would be a lot better right now if weren’t for….

Posted in General at 9:18 AM • 8 Comments »

8 Responses to “What I want.”

  1. Thus saith Pink Kitty on December 1st, 2005 at about 10:19 am:

    What? Did somebody hack your blog?

  2. Thus saith Jamie R on December 3rd, 2005 at about 11:29 am:

    I already know that a woman will try absolutely any old story to get in good at your place – and to submit to this no matter what the circumstances are, even if they are weak. Shit, I’ve got a mate who is dating a woman 7 years older than him, got kids, and living in his house! I told him that shit is like White Ants, you can’t get rid of it, he uses the excuse that it is Christmas and can’t tell her to go yet, sure, I understand. This bloke will never learn. Ever.

  3. Thus saith Arielle on December 9th, 2005 at about 12:56 pm:

    Nah, that’s DC all the way, Pink Kitty, or at least I’m pretty sure it is. =)

  4. Thus saith Echo on December 10th, 2005 at about 4:40 pm:

    No more Black Entertainment Network for you, my friend. I care for you and it’s your best interests in mind.

    Write to me. Your email address doesn’t work. ~kicks

  5. Thus saith Serena on December 10th, 2005 at about 10:13 pm:

    That’s a heck of a blog-post to leave us hanging on, brother. You’ve been missing in action for a while now. Is everything okay?
    Love and shalom,
    Serena

  6. Thus saith heidi on December 12th, 2005 at about 7:17 pm:

    Ok, I know you’ve got like life and stuff happening but could you come back a little bit? This jive thing at the top of your page is making me jumpy.

  7. Thus saith Andrea on December 12th, 2005 at about 10:17 pm:

    Miss you, cowboy.

  8. Thus saith heidi on December 14th, 2005 at about 12:32 am:

    So, there was this guy we used to know who went by the handle of Digital Cowboy. He used to write really cool stuff and some really boring stuff about poker. He’d also post lyric’s to songs we had to google to figure out who sang/wrote them.

    Then he disappeared. POOF! It’s not very manly to Poof, in case you are wondering. I wouldn’t imagine any self-respecting cowboy would Poof intentionally. Therefore, I am concerned. Rightfully so I’m sure. And I am fairly certain I am not alone.

    I may be forced to write random little stories in which I tell the Untold Tales of the Poof-ing Cowboy. Hm… where shall I start? Ideas anyone?