<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:05:04.585-04:00</updated><category term='Nostalgia'/><title type='text'>I Shit You Not</title><subtitle type='html'>This is that blog that cleans blood.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-6373978313776575476</id><published>2007-04-17T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:56:50.755-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Now Twist, and Curl</title><summary type='text'>and do the jheri curl-Keenan Ivory Wayans as Jheri Curl in the classic film "Hollywood Shuffle".cink{font-size:10px;font-family:tahoma;color:a9a9a9;font-weight:normal;text-decoration:none;}I know it's been a while since y'all heard from me like this fam, but The Champ has been on a few adventures and is in the process of properly chronicling them. The updates will be much more frequent in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/6373978313776575476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=6373978313776575476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/6373978313776575476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/6373978313776575476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2007/04/now-twist-and-curl.html' title='Now Twist, and Curl'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D9ttg-Ttn0/RieQZW_ajYI/AAAAAAAAABk/uUTHKEjE2fk/s72-c/pedro+curl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-116742658750637148</id><published>2006-12-29T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T16:38:23.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a War Going On Outside No Man Is Safe From . . .</title><summary type='text'>There's a War Going On Outside No Man Is Safe From . . .Entropro-Negroes. Let's get a few things clear, no one respects the grind more than I do. I live the grind. I am the hustle. There are few people on the planet that embody MCF* more than I do. But since I do what I can to educate you all, I have to put you up on the new hustle that has hit the streets. Peep game:I'm leaving work** last week </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/116742658750637148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=116742658750637148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/116742658750637148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/116742658750637148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2006/12/theres-war-going-on-outside-no-man-is.html' title='There&apos;s a War Going On Outside No Man Is Safe From . . .'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-115785342737480212</id><published>2006-09-09T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:57:07.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberation/Shooting From The Lip*</title><summary type='text'>There is something about leaving a job that is, well, liberating. I kinda hate to even use the word liberating because in no way do I want to liken being at a job that I grew to dislike, to real world struggles and oppressive situations where people give their lives for freedom, but damn if it does not feel good to be gone!!!! I'm going to rock with the hyperbole for the moment, walk with me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/115785342737480212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=115785342737480212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/115785342737480212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/115785342737480212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2006/09/liberationshooting-from-lip.html' title='Liberation/Shooting From The Lip*'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-115266962804198857</id><published>2006-07-11T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T00:30:25.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot time, Summer in the City</title><summary type='text'>One of the great things about New York in the summer is the high level of energy that the entire city seems to have. See, I have this theory, that no matter how we bitch about the humidity and heat, we love the summer.We NEED summer! It's been proven that people in the Northeast suffer from Vitamin D deficiency during the winter months because we don't get enough sunlight. It's imposible to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/115266962804198857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=115266962804198857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/115266962804198857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/115266962804198857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2006/07/hot-time-summer-in-city.html' title='Hot time, Summer in the City'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-115161287521944556</id><published>2006-06-29T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T11:02:23.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day</title><summary type='text'>So, how was my Wednesday night you asked? Oh, it was just splendid. I got some late afternoon news that should prove to be extremely beneficial to my bottom line in the near future and I was elated! The Good Mr. Roberson happened to be in town at a revamped S.O.B.s for Sol Village. Sol Village is a monthly showcase of Funk, R&amp;B and world music artist that haven't quite hit the big time. It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/115161287521944556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=115161287521944556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/115161287521944556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/115161287521944556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2006/06/hump-day.html' title='Hump Day'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-114834415804243279</id><published>2006-05-22T19:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T20:34:35.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday morning rain is falling . . .</title><summary type='text'>. . . Steal some covers share some skinClouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettableYou twist to fit the mold that I am inBut things just get so crazy living life gets hard to doAnd I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knewThat someday it would bring me back to youThat someday it would bring me back to youFrom Sunday Morning, Maroon 5 - Songs About JaneWe interrupt our regularly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/114834415804243279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=114834415804243279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/114834415804243279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/114834415804243279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2006/05/sunday-morning-rain-is-falling.html' title='Sunday morning rain is falling . . .'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-114683319971348693</id><published>2006-05-05T08:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T08:46:39.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Message: Never Stagnate</title><summary type='text'>and pay your damn bills!!!!!http://www.nydailynews.com/front/story/415082p-350681c.htmlLOS ANGELES - It's hard out here for a ... rap music mogul.Death Row Records chief Marion (Suge) Knight claims he's down to $11 in the bank and a little bling in his jewelry box while he owes $137.4 million in debts, according to bankruptcy court papers obtained by the Daily News.Knight and his record company </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/114683319971348693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=114683319971348693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/114683319971348693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/114683319971348693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2006/05/todays-message-never-stagnate.html' title='Today&apos;s Message: Never Stagnate'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-114658266608623431</id><published>2006-05-02T09:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T11:11:06.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Popular Cultural Phenomenon and Their Affects on the Civic Duties of American Citizens Part I</title><summary type='text'>a.k.a My Two Weeks as a Grand JurorYep. The Champ was once again called upon by the great State of NewYork to do his civic duty by participating in the justice system. For 2 weeks I was charged with the task of determining whether or not there was sufficent evidence in any given situation to support the decision to send alleged defendants to trial. The actions and deliberations of the grand jury </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/114658266608623431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=114658266608623431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/114658266608623431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/114658266608623431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2006/05/popular-cultural-phenomenon-and-their.html' title='Popular Cultural Phenomenon and Their Affects on the Civic Duties of American Citizens Part I'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-114428760804314516</id><published>2006-04-05T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T21:40:08.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Again</title><summary type='text'>Ahhh, it's that wonderful time of the year where the weather breaks, the days get longer and the skirts get shorter. Yes people, it is spring. The jackets get thinner (if needed at all) and the moods are lighter. People want to be out and about more and more. I love this time of year in the Northeast. It's really difficult to appreciate if you live in a region where the weather doesn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/114428760804314516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=114428760804314516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/114428760804314516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/114428760804314516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2006/04/spring-again.html' title='Spring Again'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-113994837065295674</id><published>2006-02-14T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T17:08:43.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Corbread, Fish And Collard Greens</title><summary type='text'>I got what you need/if you want me/I'm a pimp girl/with a drippin' juicy jherri curl .. .-Anthony HamiltonSo, The Champ has been in "The A" for a hot second now. It's been fairly uneventful with the exception that every third person has asked me have I been to a strip club, Magic City seems to come up most often. Strokers followers closely. Appearantly the strippers in this town have Cristal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/113994837065295674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=113994837065295674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/113994837065295674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/113994837065295674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2006/02/corbread-fish-and-collard-greens.html' title='Corbread, Fish And Collard Greens'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-113353275169532586</id><published>2005-12-02T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T09:22:18.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Steel Sharpens Steel</title><summary type='text'>Greetings purveyors. Thank you for the well wishes and inquiries. I have been well for the most part, so fear not, your Champion has not forsaken you or fallen off the face of the earth. Because of your concern, I am going to devote my next few entries to you, the readers. I often say that steel sharpens steel as a way of noting how we must keep each other sharp. This comes in many forms. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/113353275169532586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=113353275169532586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/113353275169532586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/113353275169532586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/12/steel-sharpens-steel.html' title='Steel Sharpens Steel'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-113173408903391538</id><published>2005-11-11T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T16:45:14.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Bunny is Kinda Cute</title><summary type='text'>And golly, she's reached Killa Cam levels of gully: http://i.a.cnn.net/cnn/2005/LAW/12/13/cellphone.bandit/story.robber.jpg</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/113173408903391538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=113173408903391538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/113173408903391538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/113173408903391538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-bunny-is-kinda-cute.html' title='This Bunny is Kinda Cute'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-112969307025417562</id><published>2005-10-23T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T00:27:21.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Medley</title><summary type='text'>Kinda like the Jeopardy! “Potpourri” category, only these are blogs that were scrapped or became miniscule once they were sanitized. Yes, I have to sanitize blogs every now and then. While *I* have no shame, I can't say the same for some of the people in my life. I can say even less for their spouses or (in)significant others. Without further delay I present to you: Since I've Been Here, I've Had</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/112969307025417562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=112969307025417562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112969307025417562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112969307025417562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/10/medley.html' title='Medley'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-112862247497181261</id><published>2005-10-06T13:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T08:28:20.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Rules</title><summary type='text'>This has nothing to do with that mockery of a reality show on MTV or that hilarious scene in Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back. This is The Champ's own How To guide for conducting one's self when away from home. This was initially going to be a series, but my literary agent and public relations manager, King Slick, advised against giving away what we are going to sell, thus you are only getting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/112862247497181261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=112862247497181261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112862247497181261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112862247497181261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/10/road-rules.html' title='The Road Rules'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-112708006726988818</id><published>2005-09-18T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T17:56:32.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Y'all Want to Live My Lifestyle</title><summary type='text'>Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouseWanna a war with the Don have your techs outBring it on, and I'ma show you gangsta-Joe Crack1st order of business: We are exactly 13 days away from the greatest day on the calendar. Fix ya faces and be ready. Plans for the festivities are being made. For one possibility, I need a fairly accurate head count, get at me if you are going to be in NYC and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/112708006726988818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=112708006726988818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112708006726988818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112708006726988818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/09/yall-want-to-live-my-lifestyle.html' title='Y&apos;all Want to Live My Lifestyle'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-112424895902678916</id><published>2005-08-17T19:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T14:22:24.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Help</title><summary type='text'>Fam, I need y'all right now for real. For all my ahki's, please say a few Humduallah's for me at Jumah and for all my Christians, I need as much prayer as yall can spare. For everyone else, ask whoever it is that you worship to look favorably down on The Champ. Somebody done went and put a root on me.There's really no other explanation for what's happening to me right now. I alluded last week to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/112424895902678916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=112424895902678916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112424895902678916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112424895902678916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-need-help.html' title='I Need Help'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-112412272852041378</id><published>2005-08-15T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T12:18:48.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Yeah</title><summary type='text'>We're just inside 7 weeks. Act like you know. This year's festivities promise to be pretty ignorant!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/112412272852041378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=112412272852041378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112412272852041378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112412272852041378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh Yeah'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-112362848938730172</id><published>2005-08-11T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T13:11:15.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm Comfortable Far From Home,</title><summary type='text'>eatin' right, gettin' good rest, either on the far or the foam . . ." I did not forsake you true believers, The Champ is indeed alive and well. I've merely been designated to one of my employers Triple A Affiliates in Chicago. It's been a pretty good ride so far. There are amazing restaurants here and the food taste better when its been charged to the game! As per my own personal code, I haven't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/112362848938730172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=112362848938730172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112362848938730172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112362848938730172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-comfortable-far-from-home.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m Comfortable Far From Home,'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-112070455903732432</id><published>2005-07-06T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T10:14:50.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She asked, "Why do men always have to stray?"</title><summary type='text'>He said, "I'm bad, not as bad as Eric Benet""I used to take 'em out to eat but they wasn't really eatin'Mighta got a little head but I wasn't really cheatin'"It's hard when your lady don't believe what you sayAnd what you did in the past you gotta live with today-Common from the song Faithful from the album BeHOLY SHIT.So I've listened to Eric Benet's new album, The Hurricane, a few times now and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/112070455903732432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=112070455903732432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112070455903732432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/112070455903732432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/07/she-asked-why-do-men-always-have-to.html' title='She asked, &quot;Why do men always have to stray?&quot;'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-111940132887209554</id><published>2005-06-21T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T20:48:48.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Part of the Game Is This??</title><summary type='text'>http://www.fox21.com/Global/story.asp?S=3456745&amp;nav=2KPpasTq</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/111940132887209554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=111940132887209554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111940132887209554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111940132887209554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-part-of-game-is-this.html' title='What Part of the Game Is This??'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-111937401799274786</id><published>2005-06-21T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T20:49:30.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Weekend</title><summary type='text'>No, I didn't get rich or finally impregnate Oprah or triz Venus and Serena Williams or get to lay my mack down on CeCe Winanas. But it was one for the books anyway!! From the top:I have an uncle that once said to me (in his own drunken way) that "The problem with women is that they have all the fuckin' pussy!". Some of you have heard me echo this sentiment in jest, but recently, this statement </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/111937401799274786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=111937401799274786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111937401799274786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111937401799274786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-weekend.html' title='What A Weekend'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-111898058088128061</id><published>2005-06-17T01:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T09:54:39.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories Don't Live Like People Do . . .</title><summary type='text'>. . . they'll always remember you.Whether things are good or bad,you've got your memories . . ."-The Mighty Mos Def 'Travellin' Man'Okay, so King Slick and I were reminiscing about actions past and their relations to current events* the other night and it's led me to think of a few things:Number One: I always say that you should not regret past actions and I say this for a few reasons. First of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/111898058088128061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=111898058088128061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111898058088128061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111898058088128061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/06/memories-dont-live-like-people-do.html' title='Memories Don&apos;t Live Like People Do . . .'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-111878079232956211</id><published>2005-06-14T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T16:26:32.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to 1985?!?!?!</title><summary type='text'>This was probably a GREAT money saving idea 15 years ago!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/111878079232956211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=111878079232956211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111878079232956211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111878079232956211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/06/welcome-to-1985.html' title='Welcome to 1985?!?!?!'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-111834833402073707</id><published>2005-06-09T19:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T16:18:54.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M GONNA GET ME A KATELYN!!!!</title><summary type='text'>http://www.lovingday.org/holiday.htm**not really****Not That There's Anything Wrong With That (hereforth nttawwt)******F You if you have no sense of humor!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/111834833402073707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=111834833402073707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111834833402073707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111834833402073707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-gonna-get-me-katelyn.html' title='I&apos;M GONNA GET ME A KATELYN!!!!'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-111820171169293695</id><published>2005-06-07T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T23:35:11.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the real though . . .</title><summary type='text'> . . . When you see me in the streets, the drinks are on you. MORE FREE ISH!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/111820171169293695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=111820171169293695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111820171169293695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111820171169293695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/06/on-real-though.html' title='On the real though . . .'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-111784871766764076</id><published>2005-06-03T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T06:42:49.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Be As Free As The Spirits As Those Who Left . .</title><summary type='text'>a.k.a The Common Concert Review.Yeah, I'm a little late, but so what. A good time was DEFINITELY had by all. The show was at SOBs in lower Manhattan which over the past 5 years has become the premier spot for hip hop shows. This has happened not because it's a great venue - it's not, there are horrible sight lines, standing room only and getting a decent drink is like playing dice - mostly due to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/111784871766764076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=111784871766764076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111784871766764076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111784871766764076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-want-to-be-as-free-as-spirits-as.html' title='I Want To Be As Free As The Spirits As Those Who Left . .'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-111749810746869811</id><published>2005-05-30T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T20:08:27.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Part II</title><summary type='text'>aka I love Free shit!!! I'll be at the noted shows!2005 CITYPARKS CONCERTS*All Performances are FREE and begin at 7:00PMBROOKLYNFt. Greene Park(Dekalb and Washington Park Street)Tuesday, July 5:OmarTuesday, July 12:Ursula Rucker / J. IvyTuesday, July 19:Boot Camp Click featuring:Buckshot, Sean Price, Smif N WessunBrower Park(Brooklyn Avenue and Prospect Place)Wednesday, July 6:Jaguar Wright DJ K.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/111749810746869811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=111749810746869811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111749810746869811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111749810746869811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/05/summer-part-ii.html' title='Summer Part II'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13103771.post-111682119862012154</id><published>2005-05-22T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T19:50:03.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Summer</title><summary type='text'>While astronomers and physicist will disagree, Memorial Day is seen as the beginning of the summer season the world over. Since about the time I was 18, my favorite part of the summer has been concerts (You got me, I am a DAMN lie. My favorite part of the summer is sun dresses BAR NONE, but you'll all probably hear too much about me and women in this space already.) It's no big secret that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/feeds/111682119862012154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13103771&amp;postID=111682119862012154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111682119862012154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13103771/posts/default/111682119862012154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extraflavory.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-love-summer.html' title='I Love Summer'/><author><name>ExtraFlavory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806617124220650060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
