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NO MOOMBAHTON ALLOWED   2 comments

Do you want moombahton? There is no moombahton in this post. You came to the wrong place. Turn around. Go back to where ever you came from. We can’t post moombahton all the time everyday. No. You gotta break the addiction. Walmer Convenience is not some kind of “moombah-only” blog. We have fucking horizons. We have dreams. Don’t put us in some kind of moombahton box. Boom! That’s all we fucking feel like writing so go fuck yourselves looking for laughs and shit. GO GRAB ALL NON-MOOMBAHTON SHIT AFTER THE JUMP!:

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COOL SOUNDCLOUDS ASSHOLE   Leave a comment

Hey bro. Cool soundclouds. Where did you get them? Soundcloud.com? Cool. Thanks bro. Gonna check out that site after I get home. Did you see my car? It’s pretty fuckin sweet. Car won’t shut the fuck up but otherwise it’s cool. I think you’re cool bro. It’s fucking cool all around. You wanna be my friend? I got tickets to a Clippers game. Remember that one season they did alright? Maybe they’ll do it again bro. I’ll order nachos. It’ll be cool. Come on bro. We can listen to soundclouds after together. Driving in my car. They will sound like THESE ONES AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!

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MUSIC SHIT! ALSO IT’S FUCKING CANADA DAY   Leave a comment

My name is Coolio. I have a lesson to teach you today. Don’t be like me. If you are asking yourself  “What should I do next?” then just do the opposite of what I did. Like don’t make the song Gangster’s Paradise. Don’t get caught with crack. Don’t ever have a photo like this taken of yourself. In fact, to be real with you, this fucking photo tells my whole story right here. I look like someone who needs to get punched in the face. I look goofy. I look like Weird Al could be doing the same pose. No one from rap should ever appear in a way that Weird Al could. I’ve got six kids from four moms. Christmas fucking sucks. I made an album in 2003 called “Coolio.com”. What was I thinking? That is the worst name ever. It’s like a joke name. Except it’s real. I fucking chose that name. I’m fucking Coolio.

I’m fucking Coolio

Coolio is who I am.

“Coolio.com”

I’m Ghostdad

GRAB SOME FUCKING TUNES AFTER THE JUMP!

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