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Being Alone, Ass, and Bad: I'm a 21 year-old male. I was out running my 2 miles. Headphones in, music playing, minding my own business. I round the corner at about the halfway point of the run and I see this big black duck looking at me. As I get closer, think to myself, "Man, that's a brave duck, why isn't he running away?" I keep running and realize the duck not only isn't afraid of me or running away, he's running right at me. So I stop and squat down, thinking maybe he was hurt and needed help or something. This bitch ass giant fucking black duck takes a huge bite out of my leg. Like, not playing, drew blood kinda bite I'm thinking to myself, "What the fuck?" So I'm like, maybe he's just an asshole and I keep running think he will leave me alone. I start running again and the faster Irun, the faster he chases me. I start sprinting and he is literally flying behind me attacking me. I'm thinking, "Ive got enough fucking problems in my life as it is man, I dont need this shit so I stop running again kinda like in disbelief trying to figure out what to do. In all my years of being a person, Ive never trained for this This little punk ass duck is chomping on my ankles and it's actually really hurting. He starts grabbing my shoelaces and untying them as I'm trying to run backwards away from him. Weve covered a quarter mile at this point. I try picking him up and throwing him back away from me every time he lunges for blood. I'm thinking, "How the fuck am I gonna explain this if I have to go to the doctor for a duck attack? I'm a grown ass man. This isbullshit." I try running again and he keeps flying after me. I'm at a loss. I dont know what to do at this point. I'm manage to get my phone and start texting my girlfriend, asking her what to do. Am I really gonna have to kill this duck to get away? Like, I don't want to, but I might have to actually fucking kick this duck or grab it by the neck? Seriously?" We have covered 3/4 of a mile at this point. He bites me again and I drop my phone. I pick it up quickly. Who do I call? I've got fucking scars and cuts all over me. While I'm debating whether stand-your-ground laws apply to ducks, I hear a noise; Someone else was outside walking on an adjacent street and came to see what all of the commotion was This was a big mistake. The duck smelled blood, and gave up attacking me to chase after my savior. I saw my window and booked it home running the last half mile in 2:50 flat. I feel kinda bad, that duck has probably killed that dude by now. The last saw of him was the look I took over my shoulder running away as he made the same mistake I did, looking down to see if the duck was hurt worth the read
Being Alone, Ass, and Bad: I'm a 21 year-old male. I was out running my 2 miles. Headphones in, music playing, minding my own
 business. I round the corner at about the halfway point of the run and I see this big black duck looking at
 me. As I get closer, think to myself, "Man, that's a brave duck, why isn't he running away?" I keep running
 and realize the duck not only isn't afraid of me or running away, he's running right at me. So I stop and
 squat down, thinking maybe he was hurt and needed help or something. This bitch ass giant fucking black
 duck takes a huge bite out of my leg. Like, not playing, drew blood kinda bite
 I'm thinking to myself, "What the fuck?" So I'm like, maybe he's just an asshole and I keep running think he
 will leave me alone. I start running again and the faster Irun, the faster he chases me. I start sprinting and
 he is literally flying behind me attacking me. I'm thinking, "Ive got enough fucking problems in my life as it is
 man, I dont need this shit so I stop running again kinda like in disbelief trying to figure out what to do. In all
 my years of being a person, Ive never trained for this
 This little punk ass duck is chomping on my ankles and it's actually really hurting. He starts grabbing my
 shoelaces and untying them as I'm trying to run backwards away from him. Weve covered a quarter mile at
 this point. I try picking him up and throwing him back away from me every time he lunges for blood. I'm
 thinking, "How the fuck am I gonna explain this if I have to go to the doctor for a duck attack? I'm a grown
 ass man. This isbullshit."
 I try running again and he keeps flying after me. I'm at a loss. I dont know what to do at this point. I'm
 manage to get my phone and start texting my girlfriend, asking her what to do. Am I really gonna have to
 kill this duck to get away? Like, I don't want to, but I might have to actually fucking kick this duck or grab it
 by the neck? Seriously?" We have covered 3/4 of a mile at this point. He bites me again and I drop my
 phone. I pick it up quickly. Who do I call? I've got fucking scars and cuts all over me. While I'm debating
 whether stand-your-ground laws apply to ducks, I hear a noise; Someone else was outside walking on an
 adjacent street and came to see what all of the commotion was
 This was a big mistake. The duck smelled blood, and gave up attacking me to chase after my savior. I saw
 my window and booked it home running the last half mile in 2:50 flat. I feel kinda bad, that duck has
 probably killed that dude by now. The last saw of him was the look I took over my shoulder running away
 as he made the same mistake I did, looking down to see if the duck was hurt
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Cypher, Donald Trump, and Eminem: Eminem Spits Powerful, Politically Charged Verse At
 2017 BET Hip Hop Awards: "We Love Our Military. We
 Love Our Country. But We F*kin Hate Trump!"
 @balleralert
 #HIPHOPAWARDS
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Eminem Spits Powerful, Politically Charged Verse At 2017 BET Hip Hop Awards: โ€œWe Love Our Military. We Love Our Country. But We F**kin Hate Trump!โ€ - blogged by @MsJennyb (video @bet) โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € On Tuesday, the 2017 BET Hip Hop Awards aired with special performances by Yo Gotti, Uncle Luke and Cardi B, who won big with five awards throughout the night. The annual show featured its highly anticipated cypher segment, where underground and up and coming rappers freestyle over a classic beat. However, the most talked about cypher of the night, came from none other than Eminem. โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € The rapper dropped an explosive politically charged verse exclusively for the BET Hip Hop Awards, where he drew a line in the sand, separating himself from his fans that are in support of Donald Trump. In the 4:34 minute verse, Eminem ripped Trump apart for his divisive language and used his platform and privilege to combat prejudice. โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ€œWe better give Obama props, cause what we got in office now is a kamikaze thatโ€™ll probably cause a nuclear holocaust. And while the drama pops and he waits for shit to quiet down, heโ€™ll just gas his plane up and fly around til the bombing stops,โ€ Em rapped in his solo cypher. โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ€œIntensities heighten, tensions are rising. Trump when it comes to giving a shit; youโ€™re stingy as I am. Except when it comes to having the balls to go against me, you hide them. Cause you donโ€™t got the f*ckin nuts, like an empty asylum.โ€ โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ€œYeah, sick tan. Thatโ€™s why he wants us to disband cause he cannot withstand the fact that we are not afraid of Trump. F*ck walking on eggshells, I came to stomp. Thatโ€™s why he keep screaming drain the swamp cause heโ€™s in quicksand.โ€ โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € Eminem then rapped about Trumpโ€™s mismanagement of the issues in the world. Instead of discussing gun reform in Nevada, he focuses on his issues with NFL player protests as a ......to read the rest log on to BallerAlert.com (clickable link on profile)

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A Dream, Ariana Grande, and Cute: After sex selfies are always so damn cute The Summer of 1801 was hot and humid. All the slaves were slaving away in the fields, as the white man watched. Us slaves were planning our escape, and today was the day. I wipe my forehead of sweat and yell back towards the plantation. "Massa! You gon wanna come see dis." The man spits out his tobbaco and grabs his rifle. I get nervous as he walks towards me. "Whats the problem boy?" I point to the cotton. "Id say theres an insect of the sorts eating tha cotton roots massa." He lays his rifle down and bends over to inspect the plant. I quickly grab the gun and beat him repeatedly over head until hes more lifeless than a Ariana Grande concert. I nod to the other slaves and we charge back to the plantation house. Rodney, who got 10 lashings for fucking a cow, kicks down the door with his powerful legs. We storm into the house and all of the house wives scream. We silence them and head downstairs to the basement. We find more rifles and distribute one to all the other slaves. We had to hurry before Massa 2 came back from the market. When we get back up stairs we hear barking. The dogs. One time my friend Jim had his penis ripped off by one when he tried to escape. But I aint afraid to hurt a dog word to Vick. The slaves decide to split up and I run out on my own. I make the decision to run towards the creek. I hear barking behind me and its getting closer. The river is yards infront of me. I turn my head and see a Massa with a dog. Massa points his rifle at me and shoots. I duck and dive into the river. I stay submerged until the current pushed me far enough away. Its over. (LMAO SIKE YOU THOUGHT THESE STORIES NEVER HAVE GOOD ENDINGS) I wake up in my tent, sweat dripping from my forehead. It was just a dream.
A Dream, Ariana Grande, and Cute: After sex selfies are always so damn
 cute
The Summer of 1801 was hot and humid. All the slaves were slaving away in the fields, as the white man watched. Us slaves were planning our escape, and today was the day. I wipe my forehead of sweat and yell back towards the plantation. "Massa! You gon wanna come see dis." The man spits out his tobbaco and grabs his rifle. I get nervous as he walks towards me. "Whats the problem boy?" I point to the cotton. "Id say theres an insect of the sorts eating tha cotton roots massa." He lays his rifle down and bends over to inspect the plant. I quickly grab the gun and beat him repeatedly over head until hes more lifeless than a Ariana Grande concert. I nod to the other slaves and we charge back to the plantation house. Rodney, who got 10 lashings for fucking a cow, kicks down the door with his powerful legs. We storm into the house and all of the house wives scream. We silence them and head downstairs to the basement. We find more rifles and distribute one to all the other slaves. We had to hurry before Massa 2 came back from the market. When we get back up stairs we hear barking. The dogs. One time my friend Jim had his penis ripped off by one when he tried to escape. But I aint afraid to hurt a dog word to Vick. The slaves decide to split up and I run out on my own. I make the decision to run towards the creek. I hear barking behind me and its getting closer. The river is yards infront of me. I turn my head and see a Massa with a dog. Massa points his rifle at me and shoots. I duck and dive into the river. I stay submerged until the current pushed me far enough away. Its over. (LMAO SIKE YOU THOUGHT THESE STORIES NEVER HAVE GOOD ENDINGS) I wake up in my tent, sweat dripping from my forehead. It was just a dream.

The Summer of 1801 was hot and humid. All the slaves were slaving away in the fields, as the white man watched. Us slaves were planning our ...