"...don't let reefer kick your kiester!"- Reefer Madness, the musical (yes there is an entire MUSICAL about marahuana, you know they used to spell it with an "H"?)
ps...the musical is based off of this 1936 film appropriately entitled "REEFER MADNESS", below..watch it, its reefer history
Friday, May 23, 2008
in direct quotation: REEFER MADNESS
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This Could Happen To You...and You...and You Tewww
Imagine being a prego...now imagine not being a prego...now imagine being prego but not knowing your prego...now imagine that you have a mummy in your tummy...ITS POSSIBLE. This 65 year old woman went to the doctors complaining about an oversized lump in her abdomen that she had been feeling for the last 25 years...(mad long). So when she went, the doctors told her that the baby had basically floated out of her uterus and mummified itself...hmmmm? And where did this happen? India of course! baby india pictured below
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Thursday, May 22, 2008
Gone For Awhile, But Im Back Again
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im diggin u baby

So I got some more interviews coming your way to you faithful few who keep supporting and want to know about some of the baddest muhfukkas out there (other than me) who are doin their thang. AS the HBIC at queenie or the OB (only bitch) I think it is important that i keep givin u the illest sickest new shit possible...so stay tuned!
Since I've been gone I've moved into a new house, got a heavenly bed, and ate a good ass porkchop (mmm mmm mmm), ive also taught a Hispanic girl (my biotch genny-pictured right w/ yours truly) how to make hood kool aide, and exposed her to what raw bacon looks like..weird huh..well it gets weirder, Ive developed a thrifty shopping habit at www.shopgoodwill.com. I've bought two unneeded lamps for less than 10 dollars, and some Armani tortoise shell glasses..good shit huh? I've also managed to fall in love with the 90s group digable planets...why they never became bigger than life, the world will never know...and since I'm the imeem que---eeeen I have provided you with a healthy sample of what I listen to when I'm not doing my work...@ work....
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tag ur it muhfukkkaaaa
Sorry people. I've been in the sweatshop (aka rehearsal)...It appears as though I've been "tagged", not the facebook tag, but the blogspot tag...its mad complex. This is the layout.
1. Link the person who tagged you…
2. Mention the rules in your blog…
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours
4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged
1.ima get to it
2. mention the rules in my blog...hmmm NO BITCHASSNESS...that should sum everything up
3. 6 quirks of mine...(thinking face is on). OK, one, I shop at shopgoodwill.com...its like ebay for poor people..good shit! Two, I have stomach fat that I grab at least once a day-in fun, even though i secretly wish that i could get it lipo-sucked out of me lol, Three, I can consume insane amounts of food in a day, if given a full refridgerator. Four, i love musical theatre! Five, Biggie makes me want to slap a bitch and therefore he is my favorite 90s rapper lol. Six, im nice-sometimes, not too savory of a trait lol
4. ima get to that shit lata
5. whoa now..niggas got jobs n shit. i cant comment right now lol...can i give an iou?
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Tuesday, May 20, 2008
beyond the cotton field & new amerykah

So apparently Queenie is still undergoing issues with negros (i will be nice) commenting. You CLEARLY hit up the blog because I can see it on my stats...so take the extra mili-second in your lazy computer/television based life to comment...geeez...u know its all in love.
This past Sunday I had the glorious oppertunity to see Erykah BAdu perform...which left me inspired like shit...heres the result--u be the judge
and dennis i got u
beyond the cotton field
by me...
" i see the light, the realization of the fight and the actual consideration of what is true and what is false..i can c the city in the distance"-kimberly exum, technicolor dreams
i quote myself because i aim to b brillant
i couldnt tell u if this was the beginning of my peace
because i began back in '88
and it was then-when my eyes began to open
-and my ears first heard the truth and lie
---rub the sleep out; pull the wax out
i got hella Q-tips
to clean away negative energy so i wont let my dreams slip
just tryna get my cake up
so i can board this spaceship
spittin so much truths and knowledge
that i got nighas doin backflips
dont care about ur rocks and ur dumb ass benz whip
cuz my city will b built based on the words that my lips spit
leavin bitches speechless
cuz my pen leaks golden ink-wells of philosophy
theory
hearsay
and sometimes gossip
(& then we breathe...)
sighing to the most high
singing just to get by
so we get high
and we puff lye
so we dont believe lies
cut the trees down and put em to good use
aids against the struggle
and the abuse and the disease
and the plagues and the global warming
alarm is ringing--its a universal warning//
& u wander in a daze through a maze
of confusion
of greenery that was built to serve as an illusion
to keep u from becomming a god, not the worshiping kind--a state of mind
and when u fnd yourself finally sittin pretty there in the heavenlies
they strategically tear the wall down brick by brick stone by stone--
til there is only a fragment--not demolished but a fragment--
"when niggas turn into gods walls come tumbling____"-badu
yeyo yeyo yeyo
mother mother mother
i cry out to the earth
craddling the dirt in between my fingers as i lay open to what is to come
she dismisses the bad things that i have done
the cotton that i settled to pick2 make otha folk rich..
what?
her & i become one
as i advance
no one knows who i am but me
i am keiths daughter>discovering that the cerebellum is hereditary via mah daddys seed> even though mama raised me
these are mah truths
what r urs?
continuous jam sessions
thinking beyond the cotton field
(and we breathe...)
humdi lila allah jehova
yaweh dios ma'ad jah
rastafara fya
dance sex music hip hop
only the telephone can make me sleep
when it calls me home
yal dont feel me though
the song she didnt sing all the way...
some more food for ur soul
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Thursday, May 15, 2008
queenie's valentine: sais (pronounced size...duh)
The Factz
government: ?!?!
alias b.k.a: Sais (pronounced Size)
age: 12
website: www.supersais.com
grind: Porn Actor/Actor/Writer for Laced.
Tha Interview
1. I have a soft spot for: Wheat colored sneakers.
2. Fiji, Evian, or tap? Tap
3. Republican Elephant or Democrat Donkey? Donkey
3.5. Hilary or Obama? Obama
4. Favorite Designer: (i guess he didn't want to answer this one lol)
4.5. complete the lyric: lifes a bitch and then ya ____die_____
5. What song would they play at your funeral? Dmx slippin
6. Perfect Female Specimen is: Mya
7. What drug are you cocaine or heroin (queenie does not support drug use of any kind cept for green grass lol :): Cocaine. Im best taken in through the nose. Ya smell me?
8. Ur best Facebook status ever: I don't pay attention to my facebook.
9. If we wanted to make you, what ingredients would we need? Hot Sauce. Lots and lots of hot sauce.
10. Last Will and Testament: After all is said and done, more will be said and done.
so whats the best part about being from wherever it is that ur from? Lol
NY. Theres always something to do and theres a crazy mix of people. If you don't lame out you can do something different everyday
whats ur most prized possession?My soul. I don't think I'll sell it anytime soon.
when it comes to music today whose ur greatest inspiration? Nas
favorite old school rapper? Kool G Rap

what projects have u worked on/are working on? Overachiever mixtape available for free download. In the 4th quarter a project called Robot and maybe a lil mid-tape as I like to call it named "company's over" featuring a few of my comrades
ok now this is the real final thought...anything you wanna get out to the sons and daughters? To the sons. Try and fuq as many girls as you can and to the daughters don't give it up to the sons.
sais pictured with a sais tee (left) duh right?
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Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Good N' Bad Hair
Last night in my drunkeness I had the strange revelation to let my hair grow natural. Hmmm? There was this girl there, I forgot her name, but i just loved the way her hair just was straightly poofed-yes i've coined a new phrase- maybe it was me being drunk, or maybe deep down somewhere inside this semi-petite light skin body of mine, i really want to be one of those curly headed, i-dont-give-a-fudge-about-anything-but-my-culture-divas...and maybe i am making a stereotype, but hey, I admire the hunnies. As a black female, a black light skin female (in which i am very proud to be) I have always been associated with the light skin/long hair complex bullshit, which is one of the reasons why I chopped all my shit off, to escape the dumbness surrounding black beauty--shit im still beautiful, hair long or short. This all got me to thinking-short and long hair, kinky and straight, good and bad...so on and so on and so on. A very specific scene from Spike Lee's School Daze comes to mind, and of course im gonna use my handy dandy youtube to show it to you. Enjoy!
im so learning this dance...o im serious. THEY BETTA DANCE..enough of the performance major tangent...i don't know if im tired of being that girl who covers her hair because its raining, or sits on the side of the pool because I just got a fresh perm, or hold back in rehearsal because im not tryna sweat it out...hmmm...there is more to life than hair...but then again hair is life...think about it
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Tuesday, May 13, 2008
My Neck, My Back--a hip hop classic?

Attack of the female MC's!!!!! run for your lives! Lawd knows I love a good cat fight and a good female MC. And even though I'm a die hard Lil' Kim fan, I am officially on Khia...she is too much! I gotta love it and so should you. So first of all if anyone watches Miss Rap Supreme, which you should, you already know that Khia got eliminated for basically plagiarizing herself. When I was watching the show I was really appalled to see an already "established" artist on it (if you can call "my neck, my,back" established)...but if it was for publicity she definitely got it, because now I'm all ears. She had a outward beef with Janet, aka the queen of everything, Jackie-O, Deelishis (from Flava of Love), Trina, and the entire cast of Miss Rap Supreme. She even got a song with Trina's ex Lil' Wayne...gotta hear that right? O this bish goes hard? lmao...but aint nobody tryna go DeathRow though? aint nobody tryna go east coast west coast though? no?....good...so here's the distrack...lmao
i would post trina and jackie-o's comebacks,but i feel as though they fell short cuz Khia's ish is definitely funnier than theres...and you can youtube her too, which shouldn't be a surprise because you can youtube just about anything these days (i'm probably on youtube and I don't even know it. Watch as she rambles on and on...AND ON in her hard core southern accent about how "my neck, my back" reached millions of people, cured AIDS, found the solution to homelessness and world hunger, and of course stopped global warming AND how her label Nasti Music (or something like that) has discovered the answer to world peace and arrested osama bin laden...more on Khia and her struggle to save mankind later...hee hee hee hee...and in reference to that picture, if her stomach is really that flat I should jump off of a cliff..there you have it, Khia ladies and gents!
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