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I think one of my least favorite things about being an adult, a responsible adult anyway, is living with this never ending list of things to do, Work things, errands, keeping, you know, in contact with people, being social, getting sunlight, exercising, eating three meals a day, eating, period. It's a long list of things, and I feel like I'm always forgetting something. I'm always forgetting something. I don't know if there's childhood trauma or something attached to the moments before bed where I say it's about 16 things you could have did today that you didn't. And because you didn't, you are simply worthless. You're garbage. You are hot trash, and you should delete yourself or whatever. My anxiety gets out of out of bounds sometimes, but I know I can't be the only one who's like this. It is a never ending anxiety of going, did I turn the stove off? And should I have turned the stove off? Should I just let the flames and gas seep into the rest of the, oh, this is getting dark. Anyways, what I'm saying is it's a lot. I miss being the Toys R Us kid where all I had to do was half of my homework and then watch Dragon Ball Z. And those were the times. You know? The toughest thing in my life in that era was the fact that it took Goku about 35 episodes to go Super Saiyan like, bitch, are you cool? What are you waiting for? All your homies are dead. And now here go this bald bitch, like, trying to off you as well. What? Hurry up, Goku. Terrible father, Huge procrastinator. I forgot what I was talking about. Me and time and this list of things. If any of you out there suffer from a similar anxiety with day to day living and getting on, if you have some advice, I would really, really appreciate it. Because, man, I get the jobs done. I'm functioning. But it is all too often where I'm like, man, I would just love to get into my bed, eat my weight in honey roasted peanuts, and, I don't know, play Kingdom Hearts. That just doesn't feel healthy, you know? But I am yet out here striving and trying to survive. My name is Kid Fury. This is furious thoughts. Let's begin. Before we get too deep into the festivities, I want to remind you that if you're watching this on the YouTube, to hit, like, to subscribe and smash that. No, you smash the like button and you subscribe. And then there's something else you're supposed to do. Do all the positive things. But why Smashing the like button. I don't like that term. You just press it. Click on it. Smashing the like button. Why does everyone say smash the like button? First of all, I'm from the hood. When I hear smash, I think of sex. Fight me. I don't really know what to tell you about it. Smashing something, to me, is bucking. Unless it's like a smash cake. I just discovered what that is like, a month or two ago. It's very far away from having sex. Apparently. It's just a cake that babies smack around and then shove the frosting in their face. It's like a cake for smashing. I'm getting so far off topic, but, yeah, I guess. Smash the like button. Is that a thing? Are you supposed to say smash to like? Is it like a YouTube algorithm thing? Is there some sort of, like, some sort of connection in to the occult where the word smash sort of hypnotizes you into doing what you know? Because then I would have probably have children if that was the case. People said smash it. Probably be dead by now. But anyways, click like and subscribe so you can get more of me. Okay. I was at the movies this past week, and, you know, I'm sitting through the trailers moaning, because I've seen most of those trailers already on YouTube. Like, what the fuck is the point of even playing trailers at this point? We've seen all of them. But as the. When the lights began to dim and the movie is getting into full swing, and, you know, like, AMC will play their. Their little AMC clip where it's like a nigga playing basketball with his white wife or something, and they're like, oh, don't you love Coca Cola? Not as much as I love AMC theaters. Like, it was all that shit. For the first time in my moviegoing experience, something in my heart said, if Nicole Kidman don't walk her ass out right now and tell me about the joy of cinema, fuck this place. Which is really fascinating because I was a loud and proud hater of those Nicole Kidman AMC commercials. Every movie, all of the movies. Now it feels like it just comes with. With the package. Like, I. I don't have to eat ketchup with my fries, but I should have the option. It should come packaged with. With what's happening here, just in case. So I was. At first, I was very disappointed because I thought they were robbing me of Ms. Kidman. But then, as if by magic, they started a shortened version of Nicole Kidman's AMC commercial. And I said out loud, there's My Jack Skellington. I needed this bitch to come out here and talk to me about, you know, how we come to this place for magic and how, you know, this place has great feeling. Heartbreak. A heartbreak that feels amazing or whatever the fuck she'd be talking about. I just needed it. I needed that unnecessarily glittery picture, pinstripe suit and that updo and that face to come and sit down in that theater by her damn self and remind me that I was there to watch a movie. It just feels like it's not the same without it. So, yeah, Kid Fury backpedaling, walking back on his Nicole Kidman AMC opinion. Because, God damn it, with movie tickets being $35 a pop, it better be a witch. A rich white bitch in here to talk to me about some, you know, it's the least Nicole could do. Also robbed of. Of an Academy Award for the others. Horror fans unite. Have you seen the Others? That bitch was acting. What a fantastic piece of filming. So who do you got? We have. We have her. We have Nicole Kim and the others. We have Toni Collette in Hereditary. Y' all are gonna give these people their awards for being great in horror movies. Don't give a fuck that, you scary bitch. Send your niece or your nephew or your, you know, ex wife to go watch and give you your opinion. There should be no reason that these films and these performers should be left out of your hoity toity award show, bitch. Because you scared, ho. All right? Here in South California, Los Angeles, specifically. Weed, big thing. Love it so much. All over the place. You just trip over cannabis here. It's fantastic. I was at a dispensary the other day, and I noticed that the people working there were referring to themselves as Bud Tenders. I have an issue. I have a big issue with that. Why? There's no reason. There's no reason for that. Bud tender. Why everything got to be cute? Why everybody got to have some sort of, ooh, little fun TikTok term. Just say drug dealer. Like that's what's going to get me. Really get me in the door. You're no nonsense. You know what this is? You're calling it as you fucking see it. And it. It really speaks to my history when all of these things were just completely illegal and you had to get them the fun way. So Bud tender. I just won't. I won't be subscribing to that. I won't be calling you that unless I'm buying weed from hello Kitty. Bitch. There's no reason for you to have this cutesy name. Bitch. You sell drug. You are a drug dealer. That is fine. I don't understand why these people like you want to feel, like, fancy about what you do. I feel like that's the same shit I feel with people called baristas. You sell coffee. You sell coffee. That's an Italian word and it means bartender, which you are not. So you sell coffee. You work in a coffee shop, you're a coffee bitch. Whatever, Just barista. What are you trying to sell Q for? Speaking of bartenders, mixologist. Girl, you. There isn't an ology about you. Besides bio, there's nothing. You mixologist. I have a bartending certificate and I will never call myself a mixologist. You pour liquor into a cup. You pour liquor into a cup. Most of y' all don't even have to know how much alcohol is the right amount of alcohol for any specific drink or cocktail. You don't. You just get one of the little measuring cups. It's called a jigger. Always had an issue with that name. Jigger. Jigger What? Jigger who? Anyhow, you don't even really have to be good at your job or know how to make drinks. Bitch. Like most people, if you work at like a bar bar or a club, most people come up and they say, can I have vodka and orange juice? They're gonna call it a screwdriver. Like most people will just say, hey, can I get Henny and Coke or on the rocks? It's not even hard. Mixologist, bitch. Who you trying to impress? Who you trying to get impress? Whoever you're going home to, I promise you they're not gonna feel grander about your existence. Cause you say you do mix. I feel like DJ is maybe more mixology. That makes more sense. Or like Klay Thompson. That's mixology too. Drake, Same dispensary. I was walking out of the dispensary and lovely security guard on my way out. Very kind. He did this to me, which I. I understand to be. I'm not going to assume which country he's from specifically, but I know that to be like a Pacific Islander thing. And I just want to say that I'm not. I'm not going to co opt that. That hand gesture. Although I'm, you know, I'm sure that you live through a lot of it here, because I feel like white people on TV were the first ones I saw do this. I'm so sorry. But what I do want to say is that that felt. I felt like that was more comforting than a hug. I don't know why. I have no explanation for you. It just felt loving. It really did. And so to all my Pacific Islander folk out there, that to you too. That to you as well. I don't want to do it again because I feel like then I'm, you know, getting into disrespectful territory. But I love that and I really appreciate that and it's nice to see people out here still with a warm heart. Also, I think maybe my husband is Samoan. I haven't met him yet, but I also haven't been to Hawaii, which is wild, especially now because it's like right there. I mean, I think it's still a five hour flight from here, but I should go. They might keep me. And by they, I mean he hey family, this is Kid Fury coming to you in a moment of truth. I have been spending a little too much money on cool anime lady figurines, and while I do not regret it, someone has to do something about it. And I believe that someone is Rocket Money. You see, with Rocket Money, I can set budgets and goals, get personalized insights and regular reports, and I can receive real time alerts for large transactions, upcoming bills, refunds, and low balances. Which essentially means that there are no further excuses for my foolishness. 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It seems like it has been a consistent fact. However, I would add niggas who don't dance better. Like you have some rhythm in you before. Whatever reason, you don't feel like jigging around either because you're, like, afraid to scare pussy off. Or you may be trying to save your energy for when pussy is on, you know? And those be the niggers who's, like, in. In the club and after hours drinking Gatorade, fucking you electrolytes for. Oh, maybe just, like, dehydrated. But I think that there is a science there. I think there's a science there. Because it could also be the fact that, like, I'm not interested in seeing you dance to ride by Sierra in the middle of the function. That's not gonna get me to you. So, like, I don't know, you up here doing backflips to Gangnam Style. You're not going home with me. I don't know. Maybe it's. Maybe it's us, the ones who interact with Dick. But there's a science there. I'll probably do more researching niggas incapable of dancing great in bed for whatever reason God doesn't give with both hands. So I've learned in this big 38 years that crossed arms apparently make people uncomfortable. They offend folks. I find this to be comfortable. Here go my arms taking a break from my sides, getting along, touching. I remember one time when I was in my early 20s, I went on a date with this guy, and we're walking around, I had my arms crossed like this, and he kept doing this to my arms. He kept, like, moving my arms or pushing my arms away to stop them from being crossed. And I was like, what the hell are you doing? You walking around with your cross, your arms crossed. You look crazy. I'm like, what the fuck do you think you look like doing this every three seconds? Because my arms are crossed. You look like an abuser. So I guess we both out here looking wild. I'm comfortable and my body is mine. I don't know if my body, my choice, was a thing back then. I mean, like, the term. It probably was. Yeah, that probably sounds like some suffragist shit. Anyway, I like doing this. I feel comfortable. I feel centered. I feel like an adult. Because I damn sure couldn't cross my arms like this below the age of 18. And it was just like a crime, I guess. So I think a part of it is liberation. A part of it is liberation because I grew up first generation, two very Jamaican parents. I couldn't belch in my room away from the whole family. Girl, what fork goes. I know what fork goes on what side of the plate. I know that watches go on the left wrist. You think I could just walk around like this all the time. No, you have to have bra topsy. That's what my mother and grandmother call it. Bra topsy. Meaning you were brought up correctly. You're welcome. So I would just say that if you see me like this, I'm just chilling. I'm not judging you. Likely. I don't give a fuck about whatever you got going on to judge you. And if I were, you wouldn't guess. If I were judging you, you would. It wouldn't be a mystery. Okay. Hope this helps. Keep your goddamn hands off my arms. There might be no greater peace than being able to listen to a sad song. A heartbreak song that used to have you bound. Ever listen to a song that like a sad song right after a breakup? Let's say that becomes so personal and so embedded in your experience that you, like, can't listen to it for a long, like, an extended period of time after that because it's triggering. When you can finally get past all of that hurt, forget about it, move on, and you can listen to that song again. Freeing, freeing. Jasmine Sullivan. I'm so glad I could listen to after the hurricane again, because, bitch, it was a tropical storm. Just experiencing that song. That shit used to take me through there, blasting down I95, just covered in tears and snot. You had no business. But now I can listen to that song and just be like, poor people out here being all sad. This ain't got nothing to do with me. But it's really beautifully composed. Yeah. Chime in here. If you actually let me know the song, let me know the title and song that used to drag you by your ankles, but now you listen to it and you got your life. I'm curious, because I know I'm not the only one out here, man. Also, maybe just don't listen to sad music when you're sad. Would I feel triggered by happy songs? When I feel like shit, I usually put on, like, Happy Face by Destiny's Child. Cause it's intended to make you feel happy. But I can imagine if I did that every time I felt like shit, I would eventually go, beyonce, shut your black ass up. Don't nobody give a fuck about what Kelly or Michelle talking about either. All y' all hoes can eat it. I, I. But I. Because I know myself. I know myself, and I know the. The fiery nature that I'm capable of. I forgot what I was talking about. Something's really specific. This is for my Jamaicans. I think we're still. By we, I mean y', all us referring to the Penis in slang form as buddy. Buddy is like Jamaican dick likes to say. The slang term is it's often buddy. Sometimes it's cocky. I'm so disturbed by both of these terms. I don't. I'm not interested in your penis having a personality or, like, an attitude or, you know, a cute, friendly name. Not at all. Like, I don't want to think of Pokemon when I think about your penis. It's just. It takes the fun and the edge out of it. Like, are you okay? Did you capture this bitch in an Ultra ball? Why are you calling it buddy? Your buddy. You know who was a buddy? Charles Lee Ray Chucky, my buddy friend till the end. I just. Just be a penis. Just be a penis. I hate cock. I cannot stand the term cock. I would rather you say shaft and balls than say cock. Ugh. Ugh. Cock. How did that start? Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. If I'm having sex with somebody, they say like, yeah, take that cog. I'm like, okay, grab your keys. Just go ahead. Just go ahead. I will call the Uber for you. Just get dressed and get the fuck out. Thank you so much. It was great. Until it wasn't. I don't know if dicks need a slang anyway. We could just keep it directly. Cute dig is fine, I guess CoC is fine, depending on your region. And then there's penis. Outside of that, you're really fine. It's like if you say, okay, if you say, like, schlong, unironically. Serial killer. You kill people. You kill people without question. Cum is fine. Nut is fine. Have you ever heard someone say splooge? Sex pest. Predator, Baby batter. So you're on a list. You're on a neighborhood list. Where do motherfuckers come up with this shit? Baby B. Ugh. What if you're not trying to have one batter? Jesus Christ, it's so violent. Ugh. Want, like, complete left turn, though. This is not sex. But for cocaine, when people say booger sugar. Huh? Let's chef's kiss. I've heard that one since I was, like, really little. For whatever reason, I knew what it meant right away, and it has always been fun. Booger sugar. So great. Oh, that is hilarious. That is so perfect. And it doesn't make me want to throw up. So Jamaicans, I know I lost you there at the end. This is what I do. I go on, I rant. Whatever comes out comes out. I'm freestyling this. I ain't writing it as bullshit. I don't. You know that's why I forget what I'm talking about all of the time. The point is, okay, to all of my people from my island, Buddy has to stop. It has to. It has to stop. It just has to. It has to stop. My latest batch of meds have been really great. Keeping me centered, allowing me the space and the freedom to love on myself. I'm doing better, folks. I am. I am still one wrong move away from an attempted murder charge. Please leave me alone. Like, leave me in peace. And when I say that, I don't mean, like, don't speak to me or don't come up, as some of y' all will see me on the street and still be like, I know you hate this. If you know I hated it, then why are you doing it? Like, obviously, I don't hate it, because if I did, I would have pushed you in the street by now. Like, you just come and say hello to me. I'm not talking about y'. All. I'm talking about people who are intentionally trying to provoke me, agitate me, get on my goddamn nerves, you know? I'm not gonna say that you deserve to die, because that's strong. You just, like, don't need to be alive. So leave me alone. Hope that helps. I just had a caprice on about 10 minutes ago. Wow. What a beverage. It's really, really impressive to me that that bitch is still as reliable and everlasting as she's been poking that yellow straw through that pouch. It's really stood the test of time, man. A nice, crisp Capri sun back in the day used to be like, I don't know, like a bust down ap. It was so valuable opening your lunch pail. We didn't call it that. I'm just trying to be funny. If you open that bitch up and you saw a Capri sun on there, you knew your mama was in a good mood. You knew she was in a good mood. Perhaps you didn't get on her damn nerves. You went to bed when she told you to. You shut your ass up. You got some decent grades. Whatever. Your father came home. She was just in a good mood. And she packed you a Capri sun that morning. It is just so. It's like pulling a Birkin out. You get triggered that cheap ass chocolate milk. Okay, girl. Government assistance poor because you had a Capri Sun. And I just. I saw one a second ago, and I said, you know what? You're knocking on 40, but you ain't got no damn kids. Ain't nobody around to judge you asking what you drinking a damn Capri sun for? On top of the fact that there ain't no kids here, so clearly Capri sun is for everyone. Now, don't you want a nice refreshing? Just. Just try it out. And then my brain was like, all right, let's check out Capri Sun. See what you're talking about these days. Because, you know, if you're a snack connoisseur like myself, maybe changing these recipes, I mean, just, you know, taking an ingredient out. Oh, now this one has plutonium in it. Oh, this one make your eyelashes fall off. What the fuck are y' all doing in the first place? So they change the recipes and flavors of these things sometimes and you just like, okay, I guess this is dead. Like airheads, trash. When's the last time you had an airhead? When was the last time one was good? Never. So it is really beautiful that the Capri sun is still out here taking care of people the way it needs to. Nice, ice cold, crisp, refreshing Capri sun, really. Of all flavors. I think the one I just had was strawberry kiwi. I loved the. The cherry one, the fruit punch. I might go home and stock up on some Capri Suns if for nothing else but to just stick that yellow straw into the pouch. Yeah, I think that was my first taste of blood. Was a Capri sun straw. Shouldn't be talking shit. Unnamed fourth grader, you know, so that's nice as well refresh yourself. Also, you have a weapon in case you need it. You can practice on the pouch. We all kind of stabbed that pouch in weird ways, didn't we? We took that little hole in top of the pouch as a challenge. Put this wherever I want to. You're just drinking Capri Suns upside down and stuff. It's cool. We're having a good time. My imagination works. So yeah. God bless you, children. Capri sun is still out here. Apparently y' all still drank it and shout out to you. Just get as far away from Sunny Delight as you possibly can be. So even call us on Delight anymore because there's nothing delightful about it. It's just Sunny D that shit. There's no reason that. That a soft drink should have a texture like that or at all. You know, it. Why, why is it so thick? Why is it so syrupy? Why does it taste like that? And why did I like it when I was single digit age? Because it's meant. It has to be designed and programmed for. For children to like it and for them to possibly die from it. I think that Sunny D is probably was created by someone who. Who hates children. For sure. I think the person who made black or licorice feels the same way. I think the person who made frosted Mini Wheats feels the exact same way. I think the person who made Raisinets feel the same way. Where they're. You know what? Fuck kids. They'll eat this bullshit because they're fucking stupid. And then maybe some of them will pass away. Unfortunately, there's a part of me that really respects that. Especially because I made it out on the other side. I forgot what I was talking about. All right, well, this is furious. Thoughts shout out to you for being here. We're gonna take a crisp break. Not before you smash that like button. So when you smash it, does it mean that you like you? You tap, you click really hard. Like are you supposed to break your mouse? You go and tell a friend, yeah, I regular like the Tabitha Brown video, but I smashed that Kev on stage. Like I don't what smashing. You smash a burger, you know, you smash a cake, you smash your ex boyfriend's, you know, windows. That's what you get for thinking that a Chrysler 300 is an impressive car. All right, goodbye.