damn it feels good to be a gangsta!
The best way to start a blog posting is after 5 tequila shots. So here we go, in vino veritas.
The purpose of blogs as I see are two fold:
1) Brag about your travels
2) Get more hits
The hits will come regardless; so I'll take this opportunity to brag about my travels. Mostly about my favorite destination: Phuket.
Some people go to Sentosa, I go to Phuket. I've been there many so many times that they recognize me at the airport. Ah, it's great. You go drop off your bag at the Mermaid hostel, grab a scooter, and then tear stuff up. Head to the southern most tip where you have an excellent view, eat good food, chill out at reggae bar, have some drinks, further plans to start Bob Marley Forwarding, inc and then reflect on it all by the beach. My little safe place of refuge. The best part is that I can fly there one way for 40SGD... that's like the cost of a meal! I get happy each time I think of the poor bastards who live in the US, Europe or Australia who aren't able to do it for a weekend.
Now to get something straight, it's hard to only brag about your travels when you feel your whole life is worth bragging about. When you think of me, you should think of the good life. I pride myself on being more refined, more polished, more classy than my fellow mortals. In fact I'm considered in a league of my own. For instance when a friend takes me for a drink, I'll tell him that we should go to the Ritz Carlton hotel, and then I will tell the bartender that I want the most expensive drink on the menu. That's class. And I exude it.

If you don't like my fire, then don't come around, cuz I'm gonna burn one down.
Bling bling, mothertruckers!!!
The purpose of blogs as I see are two fold:
1) Brag about your travels
2) Get more hits
The hits will come regardless; so I'll take this opportunity to brag about my travels. Mostly about my favorite destination: Phuket.
Some people go to Sentosa, I go to Phuket. I've been there many so many times that they recognize me at the airport. Ah, it's great. You go drop off your bag at the Mermaid hostel, grab a scooter, and then tear stuff up. Head to the southern most tip where you have an excellent view, eat good food, chill out at reggae bar, have some drinks, further plans to start Bob Marley Forwarding, inc and then reflect on it all by the beach. My little safe place of refuge. The best part is that I can fly there one way for 40SGD... that's like the cost of a meal! I get happy each time I think of the poor bastards who live in the US, Europe or Australia who aren't able to do it for a weekend.
Now to get something straight, it's hard to only brag about your travels when you feel your whole life is worth bragging about. When you think of me, you should think of the good life. I pride myself on being more refined, more polished, more classy than my fellow mortals. In fact I'm considered in a league of my own. For instance when a friend takes me for a drink, I'll tell him that we should go to the Ritz Carlton hotel, and then I will tell the bartender that I want the most expensive drink on the menu. That's class. And I exude it.

If you don't like my fire, then don't come around, cuz I'm gonna burn one down.
Bling bling, mothertruckers!!!

5 Comments:
At 8:39 AM, Lil said…
Classy indeed... :-)
At 8:03 PM, Maria said…
Alfy we do however go to Barcelona, Malta, Nice, Marseille...for some fun sun and beach!!!
So its not that bad!!! :)
At 11:06 AM, Simon said…
but for alfy phuket is a little 'closer to home' for two reasons...
(1) despite how bling he is, he still cant afford to fly to europe on a whim
(2) there are more 'jamacan' type people and reggae bars in phuket - makes him feel like he's at home, hanging with 'da niggas'.
At 12:25 PM, Drake said…
you exude class? this pic looks like you exude greenville, michigan.
go stones!
At 8:39 AM, Mogul said…
Hommes,
You're biting my style!
I was smoking stogies back when you were still on cancer sticks.
Cot damn.
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