to know me...(gotta luv your buddies)

right off the bat, i learn alot about someone by how they use the word "friend".. Most people, who use the word loosely have degrees of friends..  other people i know, say they know, and hang out with a bunch of people, but only have a few friends.. some of these people are my friends.. 

Riddle me this...

what takes forever to earn and a second to burn....

anyone?

uh,let's see.. ok, yeah you..

what?

that's right!!check out the big brain on Brad!

the answer is TRUST.. 

Brainfart is: lazy, contradictive,rude,needy,self-marinated,reckless and lacking scruples..

Depending on who you ask, this list could get alot longer,shorter,nicer,meaner,or would it be more accurate?

 for someone to be able to add or delete anything on this list, they were at least a "friend" at one point of my life.. to know me is to talk shit.. I encourage it..i look at my friends, as a really clean mirror...like they use windex instead of binaca..

might not agree with the mirror,but i've rocked a countless number of outfits, against mirror's orders....Brainfart forgot to put stubborn on the list..

See, i have alot of friends...to me, if you're my "friend" for a long duration of time, or for a short amount of time but like maybe we went through a whole bunch of crazy shit...you're family...

In the Brainfart School of Life...

Everyone starts with an "A"...

What you do with that grade is totally up to you...

If we are really cool, it's really hard to get dropped from the honor roll...

But, once you hit a "d".....

Ain't no summer school,extra credit,rotc....none of that shit!!

it's a wrap!!

you cooked!!!

peace!!!

what the hell are you looking at me with that goofy fuckin grin for?

beat it like you skeeted..kick rocks..get gone..get lost..scram..good goddam riddance...you fuckin fuck..

oops..

to know me, is to get cursed at...

all love..

actually, you definitely might not know me, and i still might curse at you.....sorry..

unless you deserved it, in which case I got more for you, if you want some.... beach..

I would die for my family.

kill for my family.

scrap for a true homie, even if he started it...(D, you crazy as hell)

would you lie for your homie? tell the truth for your homie? pretend you liked something? pretend you didn't like something? 

up to what point though?

when does a friend become a burden for you?

when have they stopped coming to class, and turning in their homework?

rapidly failing out of the prestigious institution that is your devoted friendship..

my friends are good students.. and my family is the ever present alumni..

i'm not saying if somebody dropped out of the Brainfart School of life, they wouldn't still be a great big ole' somebody...

But....

Some profound, enlightened, half a pimp, wearing a fila jumpsuit, once said to an up and coming lady of the night.."if you knew betta you could do betta."