You can't be a real player in the game unless you have had your face busted wide open by a bitch or two. If you fuck with enough females, there is bound to be several chicks you have known who have had some sort of power over you. And there is the cruel and humiliating act of being dumped and left for dead on the highway of love. In this podcast I share how I have dealt with the issue of getting played by hoes who had my heart. Every cat deals with shyt in differant ways, so take this show with a grain of salt. Find out what works for you, but this is just a blue print you can use to shrug off the depression and get on with your life.

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Who's the latest MackCity Freak to be locked up in the slammer? What happened when Nish and sweets found out about Thick Lish's Tattoo? And what's the drama all about that's going down between Cry Baby Nish and Soak'n Wett? Tune the fuck in playa.

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There are times when I think I could actually fuck with a hood chick on a serious level. I think I could actually save one of these scandalous ass hoes. I can get past the criminal record, I can ignore the lazy mentality that makes her not wanna get educated or get a job. I can deal with the fact she wanna fuck and suck the next Nicca even though she tell me she loves me. I don't really ask for much when it comes to hoes. Just cook, clean and give up the pussy on a regular basis, and we all good. But there is one thing that I can't deal with or get past. And if you a real MackCity playa, you gotta know what it is. Click the link and see my pain.

Some Niccaz make it clear that they don't save hoez. They say this like it's a badge of honor and like it's a mark of true manhood. Well ya'll know the Fatmack ain't never been one to jump on any sort of bus or bandwagon. So you know I had to go against the grain on this one. Yes, dammit! I Save Hoez! That's my muthafukk'n job, and it pays well, ya dig? But just in case you are the typical Ignorant blind Nicca in the streets that lacks deductive reasoning. Allow me to hit you with this podcast to try and help you understand that even the most prolific players in this game are guilty of hoe save'n. But you just can't see it, due to players using Jedi Mind Tricks on the simple minded average street dude. All Pimps and Macks have to save hoes to a degree to get paid. If you don't believe me, then click the link and peep the science son.

The Pimp Gods are cruel and manipulative masters. Once again the universe plays games with my inner being and sends me another willing sacrifice for my jar of souls. And no, I am not speaking of Thick Lish. Another MackCity freak has stepped forward out of the void and requested to be made official with this cyber-pimp'n. I marvel at the ease in which these females are willingly laying down on the alter of this cyber-pimp'n to become immortal. I have said nothing to any chick in months about get'n inked up, but all of a sudden, the flood gates of this pimp'n has been opened.

This particular chick was over my crib last night so me and John could run a train on that ass. But before John arrived, we kicked it real tough and she expressed an interest in get'n back in real good with me. She wanted to see me more often and become more special than the rest of the freaks. I told her that she was already special to me and I had her back no matter what. But that wasn't good enough I guess, because she soon got right down to the point. She asked me "So when we goin to the Tattoo shop so I can get my tat Mike?!" Once again, I was caught off guard by the question and I marveled at the stunning coincidence. I mean, to have two freaks in the span of 3 or 4 days to inquire about the mark of the beast, is astounding to me. Here I am once again faced with another female who is just itch'n to get branded with my name and I know for a fact that this chick has no contact with Lish at all. So why the big interest in get'n blessed in all of a sudden? I guess it's just the laws of the universe in effect with this current situation. It always seems that when one looks for love, one can never find it. But when you give up and just go about life not seeking it, this is almost always when one will find it. This is the general theme in every chapter of my life when I found anything of value. It always seems that when I look or try too hard to attain something, it never manifests itself. But when I just let go and no longer dwell on that which I desire, it most surely comes knocking at my door.

I had stopped geek'n off get'n chicks to ink my name on them. It was no longer exciting to me and I just let it go. I really didn't try that hard to get other chicks to do it, but I was still consciously thinking and dwelling on the matter when I was with certain freaks who I felt would do it. The end result was always negative in nature and they never even got close to agreeing to do the damn thang. But this just goes to show you the power of the subconscious mind. The subconscious mind has the true power to form and shape reality as one sees fit. This power to create, form and define reality does not reside in the conscious aware mind. The mechanics and the dynamics of why this is true, is somewhat of a mystery to me, but it is true never-the-less. So the minute I stopped thinking upon this quest consciously, is when the quest became reality.

So me and John banged on that ass real good and this freak did not disappoint us as usual. Later on in the journal you will find out who she is, but I can't give away her identity just yet. I wanna make sure that she gets the tat before I let her be known. I don't wanna jinx myself with this latest exploit. I think that is what happened with The Wyld Chyld and Soak'n Wett tattoo fiasco's. I counted my chickens before they had a chance to hatch by giving away the identity of the females. And thusly the universe left me hanging and made me look like a fool. So this time around, I ain't say'n shyt until she gets the mark of the beast.

But like I said, we hit that shyt real good and she was really get'n at me tough. She was trying her best to get into the sex with John, but I could tell that she really was get'n irritated by him. She kept trying to come over and get on my dick and she would try to get away from the sidetrixter. She would call my name repeatedly and make it clear that she wanted me to fuck her. In fact when it was my turn to fuck, I was trying to kill that pussy and she got so heated and caught up in the moment that she begged for me to cum up in her pussy. Then in a moment of extreme weakness I told her "Fuck yeah! I'm gonna give you this nut bitch!" Then I shoved the dick all the way up in that cat and shot a big load up in her. I seen her look me directly in my eyes as I released the man juice. And then I seen her eyes roll up in the back of her head as my sperm filled her up. I didn't have a rubber on this particular day just because I was tired of not enjoying the full pleasure of the sex. So I went raw dawg and busted a big load up in shawty. I had no thoughts about was she on birth control, or was her tubes tied. I could have gave less than a fuck about any of that shyt at the moment. I gave in to some ignorant Nicca bullshyt and I knew that their would be hell to pay if she was not fixed. I will have fallen for the okey doke and 9 months from now, I will be a broke son of a bitch.

We then video taped the cum drip back out her pussy and after the nut release, I soon came back to my senses. I couldn't believe I did that shyt, I'm usually so in control of my urges, but lately I have been reckless. I been eat'n multiple hoes pussies, and that ain't even my style. Jessica Rabbit, Nish and LaDonna all got them cats chewed on last month. While typically it's only one bytch at a pop within a 2 or 3 month period. So I been having some wild ass sex, but no matter how freaky the shyt gets, there is always that empty feeling inside when I'm done. There is no substitute for some real sex with a real down ass bytch that you love. I'm get'n freaks to do me any which way I please, but the shyt ain't real. It's only a brief fix to keep me from going insane when my addiction for quick cheap pussy needs to be fed. Well anyways...stick around and see who this chick is. I'm pretty sure it's going down.

 

MackCity is a place where, when you least expect something to happen, that is when it will happen. I had all but forgot about Thick Lish for the past year. The last time I had seen her she was about 8 months pregnant with her newest baby. She had the baby and I went and seen her in the hospital when she dropped it and then she just vanished after that. She would call me every now and then and promise me that she would come over and kick it with me. But she would always flake out and would end up not showing. I told her that I didn't appreciate her wasting my time by calling me up and get'n me ready to fuck with her on a particular day. I would often put the next bytch on hold for her when she said she wanted to come by and be with me. But then she wouldn't even call me to tell me she couldn't make it. And you playaz know I hate when hoes leave me hang'n! Now I done told all sorts of freaks that I was have'n company and missed out on some sure pussy, all because this bytch wanna play games. So I basically wrote Lish off and didn't waste anymore time on her bullshyt. I had heard through the grapevine that she was back bulldyke'n and had some lesbian bitch on her team.

5 or 6 months roll by and she starts to call me up again on the same bullshyt. I tell her that I didn't have time to fuck with her, I had too many hoes that was choose'n and acting right to play with her. She of course hits me with sob story after sob story about why she had flaked out on me so many times months ago, but I wasn't interested in no fuck'n excuses. I would just play her off and get with some real ass bytchez that was willing to do daddy right. But even though I would ignore her and give her no play, she would still call me weekly and try and spend time with me. So I finally gave in and allowed her to spend some time with me about 2 weeks ago and she finally was acting like she had some since. She did everything I asked her to do and she didn't complain about shyt. I fucked her and got my dick sucked like clockwork every time we hooked up. Lish was acting like the old Lish that I knew when I first met her. She was acting like she was campaigning real hard to be my main bytch. And this was how she acted when she first met me. But just like back then, I wasn't tryin to be her man. She really ain't my type, even though she is one of the sweetest chicks in the stable. The FatMack just can't fuck wit Fat Chicks! But she still had good pussy and good brain and I sampled it often for the past couple weeks.

So about 3 days ago, I'm drive'n through MackCity with Lish and she starts to snuggle next to me and hold my hand and talk about how much she missed me and that she was so happy to be with me again. I didn't really know exactly what she meant by that, but I just rolled with it. It almost sounded like she thought we were in a serious relationship of sorts. But like I said, I said nothing of it because when you cyber-pimp'n, you gotta feed a bytchez fantasies. So I often let a bytch think whatever she wants as long as it furthers my agenda. Then she broke out with something that surprised me greatly. She said" You know what Daddy? I want to get your named Tattooed on me and you can pick the spot it gets placed." I was a bit caught off guard by this conversation because I had long stopped entertaining have'n broads get my name tatted on them. But just when I leave that shyt alone, the universe once again plays mind games and sends me a willing sacrifice. I just laugh it off and ignore it, but she was dead serious and said "Daddy I'm for real, I wanna do it!" I just looked at her and said" Okay, consider it done babygirl."

I think back and try and analyze what was the motivating factor in making her wanting to make this shyt official. And I think I know when she finally was star struck. The day that she proposed to get inked up, I had to go and pick her up from her crib, but her baby daddy was there to pick up their kids. The dude was there with his new girlfriend and Lish seemed to take great delight in him seeing me and my clean fly ass ride pull up. She walked back and forth to my car and she seemed to deliberately walk slow and to find excuses to walk back to the house and pick up things that she claimed that she had forgot. Her baby daddy had a fat light skin chick drive'n an old beat up mercury sable and it kind of made him look bad compared to me. He was dressed really bummy with a wife beater top, sweat pants and some nappy corn rolls. Lish's face really light up when she seen me and him in the same spot, she knew that dude was really gonna be hate'n on me. So when she made her last trip back in the house, she said that he finally talked to her about me. He said "Oh, ok, I see you finally doing it big huh? Must be nice." She smiled and said "Yeah that's my Big Daddy!" And then she walked back to me and got in the car and told me how salty old dude was to see her with a real Nicca. After that encounter, she had been ride'n on cloud 9 all day and she just couldn't seem to stop kissing and hugg'n me. That encounter with her man, sealed her fate. She was now mine.

So yesterday I took that ass to the same tat shop that I took Sweets. I didn't even tell Lish that we was going. She was under the impression that we was only going to the movies and to get something to eat. Her eyes got big as soon as I pulled into the tattoo parlor parking lot. I analyzed her face real close to see if she was just talk'n shyt yesterday, but her eyes didn't betray her original feelings. Her eyes were wide with excitement, not fear or dread. She told me that she couldn't believe that she was actually gonna do it. She has had 4 or 5 dudes try and get her to get tatted up with their names, but she would never do it. So this was her very 1st tattoo and it was to be my name that would bust her tat cherry. In fact this is the most strategic tat yet. This tat will simultaneously piss off Nish and LaDonna at the same time. Lish and Donna use to be real cool since LD has a baby by Lish's cousin. And ya'll already know about the drama between Nish and Lish right? This shyt is about to get real crazy once these freaks find out about Lish and this tat. Well all I can say is that the deed was done and now she is officially a special MackCity freak with privileges above and beyond normal hoes. She won't regret this decision, Daddy gonna take care of you boo. And also check out the latest MackCity Freak Update podcast. We speak'n on some similar subject matter in this joint.

 

Updates on Soak'n Wett and Wyld Child and the Tattoo game. How has SideTrick been doing with his no-trick'n policy? And more hood chicks tripp'n because local Niccaz seen them suck'n and fuck'n on the net. The bullshyt never ends. MackCity Forever Gawd Dammit!

I have often let it be known that I wish for my MackCity bretheran to get something out of my web site other than strict carnality. Not only can you get your base animal desires met here at mackCity, but you may also elect to seek a higher path. Ever since I was 18 I have always been a revolutionary of sorts and I have never been the type of cat that follows anyone or anything blindly. For a long time I was at odds with all manner of authority from The Governmant, to The Educational System, to Organized Religion. I fought hard against my percieved oppressors and I sought to help others keep thier minds free. But one day I woke up and realized that it was all a waste of time and I was only looking foolish in my quest to be percived as wise. I had not learned the lessons of the prophets of mankind and I paid for it in many ways.

If one looks at history, it is always the fate of the prophet to be persecuted, scorned and even killed by those who he was sent to liberate. I woke up just in time to get laid and paid and to let some other fool do the messiah job. But even though I no longer deal with such high and lofty ideals in public, I still stand by most, if not all the things I have learned and have said to others in the past. I only regret sending the message in such a rough and unappealing way. In this podcast you will witness a differant side of the FatMack. I am speaking of the ideals of bigotry and intolerance and how it has many faces and many forms. It even disguises itself as an Angel of Light. This show is audio that I lifted from some old VHS tapes of a Cable access show I had back in the 90's. I was on some wild shyt back then and I didn't give a fuck who knew it. I have since mellowed out to a degree and all I wanna do is enjoy life, get money and smash on freaks. Let's get this show crack'n.

Just a brief re-cap on the Adventures in Cyber-pimp'n series that was just done with my road dawg Tony Dreamer. So if you wanna know the 5 main obstacles that a player like me must overcome, click the link mang! I'm out.

You think you got what it takes to get into this cyber-pimp'n? Well let's have a chat with my road dawg Mr.Tony Dreamer about the hustle. He's been trying his hand at the craft and he has found that my words ring true. Only a select few can do this shyt and do it right. It ain't about the money, it ain't about the Mack'n. To do this hustle you gotta be all things to all people and that ain't easy as you will soon see. Click the link and listen to the pitfalls and perils of this game that we play.

Important updates on SideTrick and That Boss Bitch. Plus more scoop on Cry Baby Nish and Krazy Bytch Kayla.

Just had to tackle the theory of natural selection in general as it pertains to this generation of black folks. It is with great dismay that I must be the one to break the bad news to all my playaz. We are on the eve of destruction and nothing can or will stop it. It is the natural order of nature and the universe to self correct itself when something reaches an extreme. If the natural order swings too far right or too far left then nature will self correct itself and balance the equation. Right now we have a situation where stupid people have been allowed to breed out of control. Nature has not been allowed to self correct itself by weeding out the bad apples and thusly stop them from passing on their bad genetics to the next generation. Once upon a time when the governments had no concept of a welfare state, men and woman were forced to take care of themselves. But in this day and age, the non-productive citizen is kept alive and allowed to breed more non-productive beings. This in turn dilutes and poisons the gene pool and assures chaos and confusion. Once upon a time nature was allowed to do it's job and destroy that which could not adapt and conquer. The end result of this horrid out of control breeding has reached it's apex in the "Stanky Leg Generation." Wanna know what I'm babbling about? Click the link. 

Just had to tackle the theory of natural selection in general as it pertains to this generation of black folks. It is with great dismay that I must be the one to break the bad news to all my playaz. We are on the eve of destruction and nothing can or will stop it. It is the natural order of nature and the universe to self correct itself when something reaches an extreme. If the natural order swings too far right or too far left then nature will self correct itself and balance the equation. Right now we have a situation where stupid people have been allowed to breed out of control. Nature has not been allowed to self correct itself by weeding out the bad apples and thusly stop them from passing on their bad genetics to the next generation. Once upon a time when the governments had no concept of a welfare state, men and woman were forced to take care of themselves. But in this day and age, the non-productive citizen is kept alive and allowed to breed more non-productive beings. This in turn dilutes and poisons the gene pool and assures chaos and confusion. Once upon a time nature was allowed to do it's job and destroy that which could not adapt and conquer. The end result of this horrid out of control breeding has reached it's apex in the "Stanky Leg Generation." Wanna know what I'm babbling about? Click the link.