The Club at Home and Amsterdam Naps
The Club at Home and
The Club at Home
We already know that The Nightclub, The Gentleman’s Club, The Lobby Bar, The Fights, The Race Track, Top-Notch Resturants, and High-End Gigs are where The G is most at home. But every now and then I switch up speeds like Bruce Lee riding a
Taking a page out of all the Asian-Themed clubs that are ridiculously overdone these days, get an order of Sushi on the books delivered over. Make sure to get plenty of Sake too. The Milky cold stuff is kind reminds me of the Korova Milk Bar. Moloko Plus. I can hear Vivaldi in the background. Dressed in the Height of Fashion. The Clear cold stuff is good to. The hot stuff is for rookies. All the Japanese Execs drink the cold sake. At the Atlantis in the
Make sure you have plenty of booze as well. The last thing you want to do is have to leave the crib to have to get more Goose or Champagne Mid-Club at Home. If the girl wants Beans or Beeks, I suggest not holding her back. But the decision is up to you. I have done an extensive unofficial Case Study and I have found that there is an inverse relationship between intoxication and girls clothes disappearing (keep in mind, I am not fully convinced on the data thus far and this study may turn into my life’s work). But hey, be my guest if you want to re-invent the wheel. Just make sure that the delivery guy doesn’t “make himself at home”. Side note: make sure the girl/ girls don’t get any bright ideas of inviting any guys over. More girls good. More guys bad. It’s really as simple as that. Don’t rule out turning off the girl’s cell phone or spilling a full glass of Chateau Leoville Barton St-Julien 2003 on it to render it not functioning (Armand de Brignac works well also).
One of the best parts about the Club at home is you can DJ the gig. So many clubs these days spin such wack records. And the DJ’s don’t count beats. I am not a professional DJ, but I can operate the One’s and Two’s. But Word Life, I can serve 90% of the DJ’s out there today. Most of the DJ’s today don’t know their history and haven’t done their homework. Like Mike D once said, “A lot of people claim to be Funky, but they are not students of the Funk”. Personally, I have a PHD in the Funk.
Once you have the pieces in place, spark up a smoke, kick up your Gucci Loafers and enjoy the entertainment.
The
I invented Amsterdam Naps in
Side Note:
Right now one of the most interesting Beefs in Hip-Hop is going on Between Jay-Z and the Dip-Set. The craziest part is that it seems Jim Jones is winning the battle. Now he has dragged in Nas as well (By the way the Nas track “Hip Hop is Dead” is off the rails). He is obviously in very deep water, going against two of the best lyricists in the Game, (and I not sure Jim Jones even raps that well) but the lesson to be learned is sometimes you have to take shots at the Main Guns. Jay might end up burying Jim Jones, but you have to love the underdog that has the guts to make a move (Jay does have some very futuristic word play on his new album that very few can touch, “I heard muthafuckers sayin’ they made Hov…,
Made Hov say ‘OK, so, make another Hov’…”). “Mami always told me to aim for the stars/ and now I’m beefing and I’m aiming at stars/ I pack heat like it came with the car, you catch em in the streets I’m a lay him like a broad/ Told Juan tell your old ass to chill/ Better slow down before your old ass get killed.” –Jim Jones
Side Note II:
Thinking about
Side note III:
Back in March in The Smoking Gun I gave a free investment tip: “Go long oil, long gambling, and long cigarette smuggling.” Exxon (XOM)was trading around 59 dollars then last week it was 75. Wynn (WYNN) was around 64 dollars last week it was almost 95. Obviously Cigarette smuggling has been profitable. I hope you took my advice. And yes, I do except thank you cards.
Email of the week in regards to Impeccable Technique: Vegas Beyond Undefeated:
“I never stopped believing in the G, you motor boat riding son of a bitch. Since I am a full fledged G now, I can appreciate the work of another fellow G. The “Vegas Guy” has defeated me in the past, I cannot not lie, but not anymore. I am quick to throw bows and draw my Nickel Plated these days like any other G, but I don’t find it necessary since I shit roses, piss Cristal and can talk Rosie O’Donnell out of finishing the last piece of cheesecake. I enjoyed last weekend at the Wynn when I swooped on pumpkin head Derek Jeter’s bitch, he looked at me, I flashed my silver and said “stick to your little wooden stick skippy”, I proceeded to take her to my dungeon and treat her like a soccer ball at a grade school in Portugal. Fun times, true story. Besides slinging gold Bullion coins, closing small arms deals with cartels in
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA Your Favorite Player’s Favorite Player
AKA Your Favorite G’s Favorite G
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The girls in this video remind me of my crib last Tuesday at 3am……
04/12/2006 at 6:24 pm Permalink
Solid tips. Keep up the kung fu hustle.
05/12/2006 at 5:19 pm Permalink
amsterdam naps are a way of life.
every morning i wake up and thank god for the people’s champ AKA your favorite player’s favorite player
PRICELESS STUFF!
06/12/2006 at 11:33 pm Permalink
I love that Armand de Brignac. Nu Skool. Gold Bottles of the Ace of Spades!
07/12/2006 at 6:11 pm Permalink
LOOK OUT FOR TABI BONNEY! PUT ME IN THE POCET!
08/12/2006 at 4:30 pm Permalink
You are a god. Keep killing’em dead.
20/12/2006 at 8:37 pm Permalink
Just got a pair of John Lobb “Luffield”…very g manifesto
20/12/2006 at 8:41 pm Permalink
the new TABI BONNEY is called PUT ME IN THE POCKET
10/01/2007 at 5:20 am Permalink
Thanx sooo much playa. I was cautious of anything with a dick before and now I’m reminded why. hilarious and validating.
11/01/2007 at 1:17 am Permalink
keep up the solid work slick – but spell check this shit first.
23/01/2007 at 7:18 pm Permalink
who are the girls in akon video i wanna love you?
13/06/2007 at 6:41 pm Permalink
keep d.c. black!