Postin em up dunkin on em like KD that's ****** up Can't slow down Curry for 3 from downtown Takin it Faking it Makin it Draymond makin em look like fools out here blockin shots into next year Don't need that screen off the dribble *****, they mean not lettin up hell no, not even Draymond Green gettin that win everyday splash, this time it's Klay 5 seconds to go in the 4th they hittin one at half court! clutch as **** the other team? good luck..
I'm not a bandwagoner leave me alone. I'm not even a Warriors fan.
She cooks her dishes with such panache and zest, as if both are two new dishes for me to taste, her dainty waist, arrested my eyes, then the mind ******, thunder thighs, all I want is to stick to her all over like curry paste.
wicked mind never would let one rest..to fight or surrender?
Dough making with flour and water Salt and butter Calls for kneading In ritualistic candor As parts come together To an irreversible matter
The soft cushion of dough between the palm and the bowl pliable with every push and shove stretched and compressed In sheepish conformity
Blistered on skillet Puffed up to a chapati Heavens thanked with each bite For flat bread with savory curry Fills nostrils with soft aromas- Relished as heaven on tongue- One is contented of this flat bread
Life is About getting buckets. How would Kobe live if he couldn't? That's a mystery mankind will never truly comprehend. A bucketless Kobe is a fake Kobe. The sound of that string music is unmatchable.
The Kareem sky hook. The Curry j. The Kobe fadeaway. The PG windmill. These are all different forms, They all get buckets.
Cherish these buckets like no other. One day you will be old and grey. Like bill Russell. You won't be able to get buckets anymore except for in your dreams. When your career is over. You will miss it. You can't get buckets forever.