If  you can see your life’s work destroyed  And without saying a word start rebuilding, If you can lose all your winnings Without even a sigh;  If you can love without becoming love’s fool, If you can be strong and still be tender,
If you can feel hate without hating in return, But fight and defend yourself; 
If you can listen to lies spoken by villains to excite the foolish,  And lies spoken about you without lying yourself; If you can become popular yet retain your dignity, If you can be one of the people while counseling kings,  And if you can love your fellow man like a brother  Without making anyone special; If you can meditate, observe and understand Without being skeptical or destructive; If you can dream but not make dreams your master, Think without just being a thinker;  If you can be hard without becoming enraged, Brave without being imprudent, If you can be good and wise  Without being a moralist or a pendant; if you can experience triumph after defeat And accept these two false prophets with the same regard, When others lose it; Then Kings, God, Luck and Victory Will always be your faithful servants.You will be a man, my son!

R. KIPLING - Play On Playa

                  
[SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT]. THE ONLY THING WRONG WITH THE CALCULATION IS THEY FORGOT TO  FIGURE IN THE PEOPLE WHO DIED BEFORE THEY COLLECTED THEIR SOCIAL SECURITY!!!! WHERE DID THAT  MONEY GO????????????? 

 
This is a sample of what is called  "TREASON in high places"  Get angry and pass this on!

Remember, not only did you contribute to Social Security but your  employer did too. It  totaled 15% of    
your income before taxes. If you  averaged only $30K over your working life, that's close to $220,500.

If you calculate the future value of $4,500 per  year  (yours & your employer's contribution) at a
simple 5% (less than what the govt. pays  on the money that it borrows), after 49 years of working you'd
have $892,919.98.

If you took out only 3% per year, you'd receive $26,787.60 per year and it would last better than 30 years (until you're 95 if  you retire at age 65) and that's with no interest paid on that final amount on
deposit! If you bought an annuity and it paid 4% per year, you'd have a lifetime income of $2,976.40 per month.

The folks in Washington have pulled off a bigger Ponzi scheme than Bernie Madhoff ever had.
Entitlement my ass, I paid cash for my social security insurance!!!! 

Just because they borrowed the money, doesn't make my benefits some kind of charity or handout!!
              
Congressional benefits ---- free healthcare, outrageous retirement packages, 67 paid holidays, three
weeks paid vacation, unlimited paid sick days, now  that's welfare, and they have the nerve to call my
social security retirement entitlements? 

We're "broke" and can't help our own Seniors, Veterans, Orphans, Homeless

In the last months we have provided aid to Haiti, Chile , and Turkey.
And now  Pakistan ......home of bin Laden. Literally, BILLIONS of DOLLARS!!! Our retired seniors living on a 'fixed income' receive no aid nor do they get any breaks while our government and religious organizations pour Hundreds of Billions of $$$$$$'s and Tons of Food to Foreign Countries!  
     
They call Social Security and Medicare an entitlement even though most of us have been paying for it all
our working lives and now when it's time for us to collect, the government is running out of money.
Why did the government borrow from it in the first place? Imagine if the *GOVERNMENT* gave 'US' the same support they give to other countries.

Sad isn't it?
                   
99% of people won't have the guts to forward this.
                
I'm one of the 1% -- I Just  Did.

Wake up! Time to kick child abusers in their Pockets. 

Penn State and Syracuse Universities represent cracks in the ceiling that will expand overtime to  permit rain and snow in to  compromise their  legacies within our society.  Can you imagine the camps (athletic, band, science, debate, and so on), boys & girl scouts, tutoring sessions, field trips, the list goes on that our children are exposed to stalkers that are waiting for their opportunity to strike.

The dad, in many instances is not there. Mothers are looking for role models that their children can engage, learn the tricks of a trade to help teach them how to become model citizens.  

Mothers require after- school care for their children to hold them safe until she's able to return to them after  long days of working to keep a roof above their heads. 

It started off with the neighborhod friend.  Grew into the neighborhood clergy(Priest or other kind of minister). Now, it has morphed into the neighborhood coach.  

An adult has the right to choose his/her sexual preferences in their own time.  A child should not be influenced to make those decisions at the ages 17 and below. 

Parents have to watch every adult that interacts with their child with the upmost scrutiny.  Relentlessly.  If overdone parents/guardians can always apologize.  Until then, get over it. 

We understand now that these alleged parental-like authority figures maybe sick themselves hoping for the opportunity to corrupt innocence because they cannot control their own sexual urges. 

Adult females are just as bad as Adult males.  No more excuses.  

Our belief systems can't be co-opted any longer. 
 
What is worst still, is that now like racism, child abuse and child provacateurs are protected by those instituitions where they work, coach, instruct and guide our babies.  In other words, the abuse is institutional.  

The Instituition's "good old boy" brotherhoods (child abuse omertas) that keeps the abuse silent , making liars out of those who dare to speak up and out about what's going on behind locked doors and, in the shadows of dark hallways.

Stop it!  The jig is up. You stalkers in hot purtsuit of children, thinking your relationship with theBMOC is going to keep you protected is fini.  You have been uncovered. Let the children/young adults come forward and tell what the hell is really goin on.

If you're scared buy a dog!

Urban Playa!

  

 
 



       

It does not seem like much but the spending for this holiday season means alot to out economy short term

Despite consumer confidence in the U.S. being at its lowest level  since
March 2009, consumers opened up their wallets and took out their credit 
cards this Black Friday to the tune of $11.4 billion—the biggest
year-over-year  jump in consumer spending on Black Friday sales since
2007!

According to Chicago-based ShopperTrak, consumer spending on  this Black  Friday rose 6.6% from the same day in 2010. And online consumer spending jumped even more on Black Friday compared to last year—up 24%  according to a Coremetrics benchmark.

Why so much emphasis on Black Friday sales? The actions of  American  consumers make up for about 70% of U.S. gross domestic product. Consumer spending is not just important to American companies; it is of utmost importance to foreign countries. 

If consumer spending is rising sharply in the U.S., the manufacturing machine in China continues to roll, the fears of a China’s economy cooling too quickly subside, and  China continues to buy U.S. Treasuries. It’s all one  big cycle based on U.S. consumer spending.

But the million-dollar question remains: Are consumers out  shopping  because of pent-up demand or are the deals just too good to pass up?  And if those deals are too good, will deep discounts translate into profits  for  the big retail companies? 

The answer to this question won’t be known until retailers start reporting their fourth-quarter earnings some time in late January. For  now, American consumers are back in spending mode and that’s good news for America,  good news for the Chinese, good news for our stock markets!

By Michael Lombardi & Urban Playa

Sometimes Researching is the excuse not to pursuit.

Back when I was getting started (before I did anything) I spent all
my time doing research.  I researched every business opportunity I
could find (and always believed the lies, unfortunately).  I would
read up on all the latest business news.  And I consumed business
and success books like they were going out of style.

 Sounds smart, right Well, research IS smart.

 You SHOULD research a business opportunity before joining it.  But the problem is staying in research mode.  It's like taking a nice, hot shower.  There's nothing like a hot, steamy shower to relax your body,
wake you up  and sharpen your senses for the day.

 But, you can't stay in there forever, can you?  Sooner or later, you have to leave the safety and comfort of that hot  shower... feel that cold bite of air when you open the shower door, step onto  the ice-like linoleum floor, and go through the routine of getting dressed,  brushing your teeth, combing your
hair, shaving, etc.

 Otherwise, let's face it:  If you never left, you'd run out of hot water.  Your skin will start to get irritated and wrinkly. You'll have a monster water bill, run late to your appointments or o your  job, and so on. Eventually you HAVE to exit that comfy shower. And it's the same with business.

It's safe and easy to keep researching. But eventually you have to get started. You have to join the right business, plug into their system assuming they  have a system, (most don't) and go about building
your own empire. It's ALL about taking action. At some point, you must leave that comfy, heaven-like shower. And wen you  do, that's when things begin to happen.

Charlie & The UrbanPlaya

Its time! Right after pickup basketball out west.  A little cool outside, must dress warmly can't afford to catch sickness now, too much work to do.  I'm driving in an eastward direction, heading no place particular.  It hits me quickly, instantly as a burn yet feels good with anticipation.

It was a hard-on.  I 'm harder than the times of 29' right now.  PEEP!  I have an idea.  Novel, but an idea all the same.  I think about my lady and her sex.  Now, I'm harder than the times of 2011. 

I draw my gun (not that gun, in the car, have a little imagination), my phone.  I quick dial she, I need her to answer fast.  She needs to pick up on the second ring. Leaving a message won't do.  Texting, is not a good option. I'm driving silly, I need speech quick (Floyd Mayweather style).

Whoopi, she answers, "....what you doing? nothing-laying down" Question "where R U?". "In the car headed your way.  Look I  need a favor.  I need you to get that cat ready. "I'm driving 60m.p.h. in a 10.  Downtown is in my rearview. {No apologies}, I got to have a taste".

Her response..."U know what, I was just thinking the same.  Guess what, when u get here let's try something different....ok (tell, tel, te, t me) baby I"m about to shoot fire on the steering wheel, don't play?" 

I want u to spank andthen choke me right before we cum together. (Huh)

I did not expect that.  That caught my guard off.  I don't have ass spanking skills, not to mention I've had a rough week.  I'm afraid that if I wrap both of my hands around anything/body the outcome won't be positive (I'm seeing CPD in the distance).

Do I spank with my hand or, belt.  I paid a lot of money for this belt. It (The belt) didn't come with spanking instructions.

I'm heavy handed + I've been told that my backrubs hurt too much. I'm thinking "u're hurting me" will be our safety phrase.  That phrase will be uttered within the first three seconds I guarantee it. 

This choking thang.  What has she been watching on T.V.?  Did a version of Real Sex show on HBO. I believed that was for after hours viewing.  It 6:00pm on Sunday. 

My girl may have a side piece. He might have been the culprit that has introduced her to that deviant behavior (funky asses). He Exposed her to S&M. Now, she's saying that I should get my weight up, & play with the Big Boys (how dare she)! Maybe, I can ask for his #.  I could call him and request some choking advice before I go in. 

After, when we're done with her, she might want to choke me. Her hands are not large enough to fit around my kneck, my belt again.  My safety phrase is going to be "Hell no, let's not choke me, please". 

But I'm horny.  I'm going in, to get it in. Ass kicking & choking be damned. I'll wear my gloves to soften the touch.  If she passes out, my ER classes will come in handy.

Next time I'm keeping my mouth shut.  She is bigger than me. I admit it.  I will not give her the moment to think about the what nexts and what ifs.

I needed to stroke her kitty, I ended up with taming the Lion.

Word to penis, now look at what you have gotten me into.

No Hands Allowed,

Next time,

UrbanPlaya



  

       

 









  


         

I am the Lord of All Creation, Leader of the Free World, & Master of my Domestic Dwelling. Sleeping in comfortable bed, dreaming of events yet to come.  Indulging myself with fairytales of warm weather, naked girls and Bahama Mama's.

In the distance I hear plastic weight sliding on the hardwood floor -(sh, shhhh, shh) the sound is deliberate, yet ever closer it comes. It feels earlier, no, noo come back, don't go, please, I was just getting warmed up.

Yep, gone with perpetual flow. Replaced with the "Laundry Basket"! Not words of wake up dear, want coffee, gimme some but, the Laundry Basket.  Really, I am the Leader of the Ass & Feet detail. 

Out in the world, they call me Cat daddy, Playa, Pimp Extrodinaire, Big Man, and such.  In the house my name is Mr. Laundry Man. 

I do get a perk. She does wash the clothes, u know, places them in the washer and dryer.  I get the blessing of  folding the clothes after all water cycles are done.

Who tricked me in this deal. Did I bet Jimy the Greek, lose a card game, was the pu***sy so wonderful that I volunteered  to match socks, fold underwear (mine and others), organized colors and fabrics so they look better  stacked up.

I'm color blind, I mix the socks all the time.  I should forfeit this duty to others whom are more physically equipped to handle such activity.  I have the lawn (ok), garbage (not bad), car (pay someone else), but  laundry, this is too much. 

I was awaken from BBB (Big Booty Bertha) for this.  Na, no angels., no game winning shot, no breakfast just the Ass & Feet detail... and  I can't see. 

I gota fold jr's underwear too.  I thought I was free after pull-ups now, I'm regulated to further punishment.  I'm responsible for  folding his penis holder until further notice. 

We called him our love child.  Now, it's me who gets no love.  BBB please come back.  I need 15 focused minutes and I'm good.  No responses, she has gone on to warmer climates; not staying for Big Daddy's laundry folding workshops.

I even do panties.  They are so small.  She wears these.  Oh yes, she does. I lke these, these are my favorites.  Hm, man we had a good time taking these off.  Yeah, I remember these too.  It was the bathroom at CarMichaels's that I removed these.

I'm excited thinking about these skivies right hear. 

Aww shit, Baby! Do you have time to finish my dreams I need 15 minutes to warm up.

 I remember! Why I voluteered for the Ass & Feet detail.

Play on,

Urban Playa

Two little boys, ages 8 and 10, are excessively mischievous. They are
always getting into trouble and their parents know if any mischief occurs in
their town, the two boys are probably involved. The boys' mother heard that
a preacher in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if
he would speak with her boys. The preacher agreed, but he asked to see
them individually. 

The mother sent the 8 year old in the morning, with the older boy to see
the preacher in the afternoon. The preacher, a huge man with a deep booming
voice,sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, "Do you know where God
is, son?" 

The boy's mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there
wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open. So the preacher repeated the question in
an even sterner tone, "Where is God?! Again, the boy made no attempt to
answer.The preacher raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy's
face and bellowed, "WHERE is GOD?!" 

The boy screamed & bolted from the room, ran directly home & dove
intohis closet, slamming the door behind him. When his older brother found him
in the closet, he asked, "What happened?" 

The younger brother was still gasping for breath and could barely talk.
Finally he said, "We are in BIG trouble this time! GOD is missing, and they
think WE did it!"

Dennis Teucker & Urban Playa

Children,

I must say that I'm not drinking the Kool-Aid but, what I will say is I started sipping. 
 
Tim Tebow can't throw, or recognize defenses, yet he wins in spite of.  It seemed like God sent his Angels down just to protect him, hell even block for him.  

Players from the New York Jets were bouncing off Tebow like he was Eli (movie: Book of Eli). On his journey west to complete the Creator's personal agenda.

Deliver the message (Tebow). The message is BELIEVE.  Don't worry about anything else.  Just BELIEVE.

God, I hear you loud and clear.  I receive the message.

Do YOU BELIEVE it. I received a blessing  watching football.

Church,
UrbanPlaya



  

Hello Family, it has been a minute since.  I had to get all my ducks in a row before I started to preach real talk to all of my fans and followers.

There are several targets and subjects to discuss from Gossip to Gotyou from Sex to Satire it is time to let the games begin. 

The 99%ers are at the gate yellling to get results and the rest can't afford to. No, not this time. We're  all in. The winners receive the rewards and, our livelihoods weigh in the balance.

Time to deliver, not just stand from pulpit place.  No, that won't do this time.  Time to kick in like GIANTS with size 25s and dry gunpowder!

One!
UrbanPlaya