I forgot to post this on here and had it on my pay site that I can’t afford to maintain lately so I’m back to free ass wordpress  for now (trying to get the loot for this dope wordpress layout $125 I you wanna donate to my paypal? Chrisfury@gmIl.com

Anywho, this was my august tour to Washington I got footage and I’m too lazy to edit. Well here we go 

Well I was gonna write from the plane about this tour so let me recall this week. I got 4 hours of sleep and packed WAY TOO MUCH SHIT… Maschine turn table, sound card ect ect, made it to the air port, got a over priced everything, 

Muffin coffee, water, the train from port authority was easy, I get to Newark, had time to talk to my moms thinking I had a easy stroll thru TSA?… Wrong nigga… I had a line and another line, now I’m sweating bullets, I get to the TSA, brother man ask me “how long you had your dreads for?” Proceeded by another TSA agent pulling me to the side and sober bill Cosby bad touch? … But I made my flight to Seattle via my fav other town San Fran.. But ??? We was 3 hours late, what should have been a quick hour flight was delayed by three hours, cuz it rained like a mother fuck for the first time in 3 months.. Made it to seatac, were I took a cab from the airport and to Ethiopian cat drove, turned his GPS off and I got, got. … Made it to my motel 6 with the big ass handicap bathroom and the hot BBW who smelled like dab weed my room was dope, P wrecks tells me I could have taken a nap but I didn’t I was jet lagged, and watched HBO, I’m tired, had no sleep the night before and got in dumb late, I thought I could squeeze a nap in? No such luck, I had a hour to chill I thought? Turned to three, P, shark dentures and sameer pick me up, and yes I had time to sleep, turns out are show got bumped for pre season football… We get to Tims tavern, I’m tired as fuck, reptile jumpsuit who I have alotta footage of.. Get on. It’s basically a one man show, with guitar and a bunch of synths and effects, and drum machines and it’s entertaining…Sept for one fat man who showed up and tried to clown,., that’s also gonna be on the video.. The place has all sorta weird folks walking, the promoter was like the gay dude on roller skates on Reno 911, and gets all touchy feely he also introduced me to a chick who was 49 but looked 28, an was digging shit and I should got head in the bathroom and filmed it :(… So the sound sucked. I’m tired, I do 3 joints and tell jokes for 15 minutes… I payed for a hotel, crashed on p and SD’s couch..

Chris bean who promoted the show in Spokane the next day, drove me his girl Rachel and P wrecks to Spokane Washington, it’s a 5 hour drive, filled with half naps, mountains, weird white folks at rest stops, ect ect, we stop at chris house to get a Stuff, the neighbors are some sketchy white trash nigga hybrid that have a old ass who ride, there on the lawn with flash lights looking for shit, they find what ever they was looking for and break out in cheers, also a weid skinny bitch is talking to trees and abandoned houses about chicken… I can barely stay awake. Caffeinated or not,.. I see old friends at the spot, some who should also had got a thumb in the ass, but I’m shy and tired P goes on first, looking relaxed cuz he didn’t have to go on first, a black rock duo called the smokes go on and proceed to crush kill destroy, your head liner is drunk talking to ms thumb in the but (oh that ass is a treasure) and way I’m 6 drinks in, tired, so you get…. 2 song… Comedy… Reggie watt we coming for you nigga… Folks laughed… I’m thinking of switching careers… Rap is starting to suck? We go with my man Kc and girl, and dude who was at the show to a burrito spot that was dope, sold cheap ass food. I pass out in the car, wake up, try to watch key and peele.. Pass out, 9am pst, I’m awoke by a whored of dogs, and all I hear is “no pickles don’t..??” And get dropped kicked by pickles the mini pitbull… Fml. I’m in a trailer park in Spokane… Now niggas of poverty? Fuck what you heard, trailers are way nicer then projects… You just don’t gotta pay electricity in projects, I’ll take a trailer any time. We go to kay and his sister Lindsey’s parents house. Pops is hilarious this time we suckered into watching Fox News. Yeeeaa we go back to Kay’s to bullshit about hip hop, it’s good to bull shit about hip hop with like minded people. Are home Conrad drives back to chris beans who drives us back to Seattle, we end up at a weed store, not a bodega that sells weed nigga, a store that sells weed… Crazy… We get on the road, do the whole rest stop thingy, traffic is backed the fucked up, like onyx, we end up in chum… Some back road ass town by wanachia.. Washington girls is all titties no ass. I’m a titty man, I saw some prime titties, specially here…. No ass,, whole week. Any who. I make it back to the motel 6. Poor chris (white slave) has to drive back 5 hours the next day… Dayum son. I watch “show me a hero” that’s set in Yonkers during segregation, my mom use to march in them days and have white folks throw chicken and water melons at her. Yea they got a movie based on that… I slept… And slept, then long time friend Pam calls and tricks me into leaving my bed to go see straight outta Compton (spell check said tampons instead of Compton) me and Pam have a history of cock/clit blocking each other, I’ve had females break up with me cuz of Pam. And it’s hilarious very hilarious, even when she was married, we pre game at Pam’s, I’m drunk as fuck. We go to a brewery after, (I’m louie ck and pan is…. Pam, do the math?) I’m tore up but good lol wake up next day. Go back to the hotel… Hibernate… Ok so we have a show in Olympia, home of Calvin Johnson, K records riot girl shit, child hood record nerd memories came out this town, this was a show of all mc’s… And it was a top ten show. I did my set, got a awesome response best show all week. Saw my man dahud Tomas, and we exchanged rapper story’s …. We had a nice I camp fire story session… I’m now a vet lol

Fast foreword… We had another Seattle show, and the promoter tried to play me like a wet food stamp, it was a brewery with fucker playing beer pong and ashy bitches with artsy white boy friends, some kid with wack gimmick raps did his set, promoter got us there 6 hours early and proceed to tell us we close the show… Paul is like “fuck it we out?” Not without almost fighting me opening act… Paul got really Yonkers on dude (who went to SLC) the promoter told us to be there at 530, tells us we don’t go on til 1030 and had gimmick boy raven and I guess a whole bunch of his friends run around doing stupid shit, this is when fuck boys want to play rapper. You know, you get a venue and all your THOT hoe groupies run around acting hoe’ish.. We are pros not you your man and his mans n them sitting around jerking each other off…. So yea P stepped up perfect, it was great, Any way that was a day maker, we got guest listed to the black dude from Tim and Eric’s show, watch drunk thots act like…. Like drunk thots… And now I’m landing in New York…. I had fun hanging out, also the “omega Jackson never gets pussy after a show” record is still intact, 1991-2015 24 years, even with girlfriend lol I’ll edit the fuck outta this soon… Video footage will be here soon. I’m tired I’m out