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回归原始主义者兼动漫发烧友
对我
*愤*青生涯的追忆，源于大牛同学(不朽之王)在走廊出现。我知道大家都不太喜欢他，觉得他言行过激，思想怪诞。可我从一开始看到他的文章就感觉十分亲切，仿佛看到了多年前的自己。
*愤*青是愤怒青年一词的简称，对其来源出处没有认真考证过，直觉应该是网络文化的产物。我对*愤*青的定义的理解是“对现实、对社会、对自身存在状况不满，并需要某种渠道发泄的一类人”
*愤*青应该是古今中外一直都存在的：古时的竹林七贤；近代的鲁迅、李敖加上王朔。欧洲的如XXX，美国一批RAPPER都可以算是典型的*愤*青，其代表人物是EMINUM。*愤*青的行为特点是只要看到不喜欢的就评论、批评、讽刺、以至谩骂。
*愤*青也是分等级的：骂出名堂、骂出水平并能引起共鸣的自然是一流*愤*青，这里面有因*愤*青而成名的如鲁迅、李敖，也有成名后才“愤”的如王朔。
而象底特律的白人小伙
网络上更是 我注意到金书龙的 站在一个高的视角来看 回到我的 我 所以我第一次看到不朽之王的博克时及其震撼，脑子里“嗡”的一声。深埋已久的感觉象过电一样一下子都回来了，仿佛看到了多年前的自己。感到浑身的血液都流的快了不少。 当年的环境比较受压抑，思想不能象现在这样自由表达，现在想来或许是好事，否则不知会有什么样的后果。比如成了反革命什么的。 我的 如同段誉修习“六脉神剑”的过程，有些 祝我亲爱的 Song: Lose Yourself Artist: Eminem Album: 8 Mile Soundtrack * * only the first single is being published before the release date [Intro] [Verse 1] [Chorus] [Verse 2] [Chorus] [Verse 3] [Chorus] [Outro]
Look.. if you had.. one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted.. in one moment
Would you capture it.. or just let it slip? Yo..
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
to drops bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
what he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how? Everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up, over - BLAOW!
Snap back to reality, OHH - there goes gravity
OHH - there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't
Give up that easy nope, he won't have it
He knows, his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so sad that he knows
when he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's
back to the lab again, yo, this whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
You better - lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go (go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better - lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go (go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better..
Soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is boring; but superstardom's
close to post-mortem, it only grows harder
Homie grows hotter, he blows it's all over
These hoes is all on him, coast to coast shows
He's known as the Globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cause here goes the cold water
These hoes don't want him no mo', he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose-dove and sold nada, and so the soap opera
is told, it unfolds, I suppose it's old partner
But the beat goes on da-da-dum da-dum da-dah
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this motherfuckin roof off like two dogs caged
I was playin in the beginning, the mood all changed
I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepped right in the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the
fact that I can't get by with my nine to
five and I can't provide the right type of
life for my family, cause man, these God damn
food stamps don't buy diapers, and there's no movie
There's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard, and it's gettin even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed plus, teeter-totter
Caught up between bein a father and a primadonna
Baby momma drama screamin on her too much for me to wanna
stay in one spot, another day of monotony
has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got
to formulate a plot, or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfuckin option, failure's not
Mom I love you but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
So here I go it's my shot, feet fail me not
This may be the only opportunity that I got
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
如果不是那个项目，俺也不知道有个中国城，更不会来玩。
这个项目，要求内容必须留住，像您做的博客，可以检索。。。。。。不要像新闻，论坛，天天改换。
技术上可以做成博客，但是博客和论坛都是很少的几个人在玩，点击量太小。
更不用说没有大陆读者。没有非常大的点击量，就不会给广告。
还有很多问题，如品味问题，是给：几曾回首，毛泽东坛，那类读者看的。小资是不会看的。
小阿龙自以为很牛皮，他连繁体字都認不得几个，这是经过测试的，他欣赏不了。
以后会有别的项目。
俺叫大茶叶啦，扁死那條小霉龙！俺以後盡量打繁體字,叫他看得眼花.
飛呀飛呀，飛呀飛呀，向著司令指引的方向，展開那翅膀天天飛向前方．
哎－－－－－－－－，哎－－－－－－－－，哎－－－－－－－－－－．
飛呀飛呀，飛呀飛呀，穿過彩虹，越過大洋，俺們的前程光明充滿希望．
抗日的事你没提要给钱的事儿啊，否则。。。呵呵
海姑娘好! 谢谢
您不用练臂力，到了那天，俺的舞蹈教练孙二娘，负责把司令拉出来，推到您跟前。
您，亲不亲，吻不吻，您准备－－操练好吧！
礼金没所谓啦，俺奶奶给点零头就够啦，对司令姐姐得多给一点，因为她有点西化，她要锦衣玉食，不像俺荆钗布裙的。
其实司令姐姐去年错过了一笔大钱，俺奶奶的集团，去年计划找海外中文网站，搞一个－－项目－－或－－专题－－专栏，－－题目－－抗日！因为今年是抗战胜利６０周年！俺的几个中文老师推荐了“文学城”。
俺们这里的专家测试了几个月！！！！！！发现几个大问题：
１。司令姐姐太西化，不抗日。
２。小阿龙只是一只小毛虫，小土鳖，胡传魁。居然敢在网路上卖“文学”！嗬嗬！不识相！
３。４。５。６。７。８。不说啦。
最重要的是，出钱，得有读者！
测试几个月啦，中国绝大部份地方，能看到文学城首页，但是，打不开！
司令姐姐错过了这笔大钱。
抢婚？so exciting!，我得抓紧练练臂力。不过你司令姐姐既然那么窈窕，我就不太担心啦，呵呵。那天拜托你在车里帮帮忙往外推你姐啊。
俺们这里，是长城艺术团，少年舞蹈班，小丫头戏龙队，专门修理小阿龙的，
听司令姐姐的，今天不叫它“霉龙”，反正姐姐快嫁过去啦，给姐姐一点面子。
俺的舞蹈教练孙二娘，功夫教练鲁智深，俺的队员小姐妹：雨后笋，雾中花，小雪，青蛙，裁缝，皮鞋城的鞋匠。。。。。。到结婚那天都来助阵。一大队靓妹子啦！
到时候，俺们把小阿龙的衣服都扒了，裁缝给他裹一身紧身小旗袍，鞋匠给他穿一双意大利小牛皮女高跟小鞋，让他出出彩。
让他酸酸的，酸个够。看他那小样！
哈哈！嘻嘻！喜喜喜喜喜喜喜！
俺姐姐只是个口头纸老虎，在这网路上，她哪能公开点头说愿意呢！
嫁妆俺买了，先给您送过去。
教堂，酒宴，先别管。
定好日期，俺开车把俺姐姐载过去，您拉开车门抢人就是啦。
不管谁叫警察都没用，俺告诉警察，这是俺中国人结婚的风俗习惯－－抢婚！
俺姐姐嘴上说不愿意，那是假的－－这也是－－－－－－－－习惯。
小阿龙算不上是愤青，它只是一条老粪佬。他那点武装，只是地方豪强，土围子。俺们懒得跟它练。嘿嘿！
如果您真是它的“老相好”，您给他当一回心理医生吧！
俺们是一支战无不胜的力量！俺来玩的时候就说过。
俺没上坛子去惹是生非，只是在您后院里玩，又没去惹它，它爬过来偷看，像条小毛贼，它来发什么骚包？
他只是一条小癞蛤蟆，俺的小蛐蛐。
小茶叶和书龙，两人不要吵架，尝试和好一下吧
轮子呀，你娶不起我的，不是钱的事，我是一只老虎，嘻嘻
您一分钱也别出，嫁妆是娘家的事，俺包啦！
婚宴的钱，俺也包啦！
您只需要去挑结婚戒指，这钱，俺也包啦！
您就等着领人吧！
日期由您定，
咱们肚量得大一点，也给小阿龙发张请贴，请他来观礼，吃酒。放心啦，不用请保镖，也不用叫警察，俺的功夫盖过他！