There's nothing worse than laying on ya ass not doing nothing. Sitting back, chilling, watching all the soaps, all the talk shows, watching those Everest College commercials where they telling you to get up off your ass and get a job. It's the most depressing way to live. Muhfuckas will jump on Facebook for 25hrs and stalk people pages but won't even use that time to find what skills the got to do things in life. Muhfuckas are quick for a hand out but don't even want to put in that work to get there.
This here is just a few of the many ways simple, everyday things can be used to make you money. Because know that as time moves on, nobody wants to be that one who still waiting for their time to shine.
You have a knack at fucking the finest heauxs within a five block radius of your domicile. All the while you find enjoyment in filming it for all your friends to see on YouTube, twitter, or where ever else you can get cool points.
-how bout you start a career in porn. Those muhfuckas fuck some of the baddest whores this side of the planet, respectfully of course. They go to them small towns and grab up those "I don't know I'm scared" kinds of strags and fuck them senseless. Then nut all up on their face. Kick them out the Motel 8, make sure they sign that release waiver, and distribute the DVD or put on the local BangBros or Pornhub/Spankwire site. Everybody can fuck the neighborhood Co-Op pussy, that's like having a kid but you a pack a Newport’s and a Mad Dog. If you can flip your fuck and video skills to make it in porn you become "that muhfucka who fucked Ice La Fox, raw!!
*please practice being clean and semi-disease free upon getting into the porn realm. Even though I believe the porn world has that ONE disease that you WILL get upon arriving in the business.*
You know more about clothes and fashion, and you're a guy. You call clothes "pieces" and you read a look book of next season's clothing line with excitement. You know how to tie your tie in every single knot known without even looking on the internet for a how-to guide. You can spot a wingtip from an oxford from a bespoke.....shit.....you actually know what bespoke is without mentioning that it is done on Air Forces. You like to shop with a group of females because they know how to shop and can't stand shopping wit your homies because they only look for clothes that match their fitted and Jordan’s.
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Talk shit all day about sports to the point you know the stats better than the commentators? You have the know-how of calling games and making some loose change off of it by placing bets to the cats in the barber or around your way.
-There’s a high demand for sports reporters and journalists. I have plenty arguments with a lot of people who talk about sports all day everyday to the point they know the players social security numbers. Some of these ex-players who commentate are sometimes scared to say what's real about teams and player antics. (exemption would be Charles Barkley, he don't truly give two fucks about nothing).
Sit around the TV all day, watching the Maury's and The Views of the world. Got you a table setup for food when you're favorite soap operas come on? Just sitting there. Doing. Nothing.
Simple shit likes this and you just may achieve greatness. Think about it: the Facebook guy started because he wanted to rate girls on his computer. Then jerk off to them. I’ve never been to any playground where the slide makes you go up faster. You got to take your time up that ladder to reach the top. There are so many things people do everyday that’s a skill and can be paid for. It’s time to put that expertise to use and show and prove.
OR
You could just be “that one who could have been THAT ONE.”
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