Birds are like dogs, you can't ride them, BUT they're bangin when you get um ta fetch you beers, fuhhhhh! Haha, I want a bird. I'd name it "Betsy Ross" so I could say "Betsy Ross, get me a mutha flippin beer" then when he'd get back from the trip to the icechest, i'd say something like "Gracias Betsy Ross" Hell yeah!
These guys are probably 2 of the few that can really give me a run for my pesos. they will bust your balls if you even make them mad. I beat wilt in basketball and Andre at a drinking game called flip barrell. you have to drink a barrell of whiskey and then run with the empty barrel on your head. its F&@#^$* wacko! Now I am really starting to miss these basterds.
Everyone keeps stopping me on the street and in alleys. Most of these hoes say "I heard your going to tour with Tupac and Kurt Cobain" I always tell them its just a rumor, but I may be a guest on Ellen Degeneras soon. That lady is awesome and you'd never guess, but she's openly homosexual! A woman like her get nearly every member of every boy band since the Monkees or NewKidsOnTheBlock.
Thanks for reading. I'm getting about 40,000 hits on my blog a day, not to brag or anything, but if everyone of you gave me $1 for a song download, I'd have $40,000 a day, which would allow me to maybe pay a Kurt Cobain and Tupac look alike for a tour. But only if its one guy that does both.
So yeah, rumors do come true.
These pictures might push the ladies over the limit...
Just so you know, that does say "Douglas Jamison" its just in a nother language. BAM!
Yeah, it proves everything...one... I'm french. two, I've always been a hot rocker with the right moves and three, I love makin it happen in a big way. My only wish was that there were more of these pictures. I supposedly climbed the whole tower before getting yanked down by zesty french men...actually if you have those old newspaper clippings with me climbing up the tower and getting put into custody, send um to me. Awesome! You all run along now, nothing else to see today... unless you're with me watchin ladies doin whiskey shooters off my abs.
infact, I wanna grab one up and teach myself the ways...unless of course I meet bob the sledder, then I'd force him to teach me the skills needed for kickin ass down a sledding tube like you see at the olympics. Fuhhh, ladies love that shizzz.
Picasso and Gene Simmons would be my ultimate sled-mates, gene simmons would bring the fast feet, picasso could paint our portraits for the newspapers and maybe a book about our awesome skills.
You might get a coma, a constant flow of blood to the brain is a necessity, but too much Douglas Jamison could really efff with your head. So don't say "Douglas didn't warn me" cuz I did!
Yeah, this is really my blog... you probabaly thought to yourself "Douglas probably doesn't even do this blog, he probably has an intern do it, or a fan club leader" all that is a good idea, but frankly, I don't wanna let someone else paint you a picture of Douglas Jamison is, I want you to hear it from me first!
Read along, just be cautious, cuz I'm CRAZY!
Born in 1971 Douglas (me) started dropping havoc in his parents french home... mega phoning the neighborhood with sexy guitar licks straight from his (My) vocals. It was a sight to be heard and you probably woulda shi%# yourself it sounded like bumble bees making honey, like barrels making red wine and like zeus coming out of a jungle after his honeymoon.
And so it began.
Traveled the world for years on a solo tour... mostly backpacking at the age of 8. He was abandoned by his parents and found himself in milwakee as a whiskey conosaur. He later would start a whiskey brand called Jamison, later to be bought out and named Jameson (Yeah, shizzy huh!)
Anyways, he rose up from that shi&$ filled time and kept his rock out with your balls out lifestyle. You can pretty much find him anywhere famous people hangout... Starbucks, Subway, Long Beach CA, ect...