This is my video of slim shady using sims 2, i also included some pics btw there is a part that goes blank and i cannot change it. Sorry about that i More

This is my video of slim shady using sims 2, i also included some pics btw there is a part that goes blank and i cannot change it. Sorry about that i am sorting this out. The Real Slim Shady" [Eminem] May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up? We're gonna have a problem here.. Y'all act like you never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door and started whoopin her ass worse than before they first were divorce, throwin her over furniture (Ahh!) It's the return of the... "Ah, wait, no way, you're kidding, he didn't just say what I think he did, did he?" And Dr. Dre said... nothing you idiots! Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement! (Ha-ha!) Feminist women love Eminem [*vocal turntable: chigga chigga chigga*] "Slim Shady, I'm sick of him Look at him, walkin around grabbin his you-know-what Flippin the you-know-who," "Yeah, but he's so cute though!" Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse, than what's goin on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose "My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips" And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss And that's the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is Of course they gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They got the Discovery Channel don't they? "We ain't nothing but mammals.." Well, some of us cannibals who cut other people open like cantaloupes [SLURP] But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope [*EWWW!*] But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes [Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X)] 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up, please stand up, please stand up? [Eminem] Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell his records; well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too! You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me "But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?" Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here? So you can, sit me here next to Britney Spears? Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs so I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst and hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first You little bitch, put me on blast on MTV "Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee!" I should download her audio on MP3 and show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD [AHHH!] I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me so I have been sent here to destroy you [bzzzt] And there's a million of us just like me who cuss like me; who just don't give a fuck like me who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me and just might be the next best thing but not quite me! [Chorus] [Eminem] I'm like a head trip to listen to, cause I'm only givin you things you joke about with your friends inside your living room The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all and I don't gotta be false or sugarcoated at all I just get on the mic and spit it and whether you like to admit it [*ERR*] I just shit it better than ninety percent of you rappers out can Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like valiums It's funny; cause at the rate I'm goin when I'm thirty I'll be the only person in the nursin home flirting Pinchin nurses asses when I'm jackin off with Jergens And I'm jerkin but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin He could be workin at Burger King, spittin on your onion rings [*HACH*] Or in the parkin lot, circling Screaming "I don't give a fuck!" with his windows down and his system up So, will the real Shady please stand up? And put one of those fingers on each hand up? And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control and one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? [Chorus 4X] [Eminem] Ha ha Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all stand up
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Janet Kuypers performed this poem in the live Chicago feature at the Beach Poets (Loyola Beacg, Chicago) August 14th, 2005. Because this is a live More

Janet Kuypers performed this poem in the live Chicago feature at the Beach Poets (Loyola Beacg, Chicago) August 14th, 2005. Because this is a live venue on the beach, there were no microhpones, and since Janet Kuypers has a bit of distance between her and the camera (and there is also a bit of wind off of Lake Michigan in Chicago) it is often not very easy to hear the poems from this show. But if you want to either see the full show, or hear studio mp3 recordings from this show, go to the web page http://www.janetkuypers.com/janetkuypers-dot-com--files/beach-poets08-14-05.htm to get the sudio clips, or even the chapbook that was released on the same day with this event. This is the original poem: I Dreamt About You Last Night "I dreamt about you last night and I fell out of bed twice you can pin and mount me like a butterfly" - Steven M. I dreamt about you last night. I called you on the phone even though you passed away over four weeks ago now. I don't know why I called, I don't know what I was hoping for, but when you answered your phone I said, "Dave?" You said, "Yes." And I asked, "How are you?" You said, "Fine." And I asked, "You're not dead?" You said, "No." "But I just told someone you passed away a month ago." "Oh," you said, "Don't worry. I'll take care of it." And you sounded so - so relaxed. So peaceful. They say that dreams are your chance to think over the things unresolved from your day. And I keep dreaming about you. Don't I think about you enough? You're the one that left me. Why are you coming back, at night, when I let my defenses down, slipping in through my window and working your way into my dreams? I dreamt about you last night. We were sitting together, about to go out for the evening. You were wearing a black t-shirt and black jeans. We were running late, and you were angry. "I wanted to wear this, but I wanted to put more black on - I wanted to wear my black vest and my black jacket." You know, I thought it was always funny, how much you cared about the clothes you wore. So I said, "But Dave, you look fantastic in your jeans and t-shirt." And you smiled at me and kissed me. I wish I could have told you more in life how good you looked. I'm sorry, Dave. I'm so sorry. I wish in life I could have told you the things you wanted to hear. I saw you today. You were in a black car and you were wearing dark sunglasses. He could have been you, if I closed my eyes and squinted just slightly. You pulled up in the lane next to me as I was driving to my sister's house. You were about to turn right and I watched you look at the oncoming traffic, waiting for your chance to leave me again. Let me think that it was you, driving, living. Let me think that you're just ignoring me. Then I can be angry with you. I dreamt about you last night. I was on a cruise ship, and you were working as a waiter. You wore one of those silly short jackets for your uniform. It was a sea blue. And every time I thought I saw you you would turn away to do your job. All I ever caught were fleeting glimpses of you, walking away. All I keep thinking is that my days are finally free of you but they're not. I keep thinking of you. And it isn't enough. I still can't escape you at night.
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