Coming in JAMM #7

JAMM #6 was the BIG issue, tackling effects of grandiose proportions.

JAMM #7 is the little issue. It will contain a half dozen ideas, some from myself but most from friends who have generously given them to the JAMM. These are small ideas, but ones that charmed me or fooled me or had a big impact on people I saw them performed for. 

This site exists because people support it by subscribing to the JAMM. If you like the site and want to see it continue, do your part. I don't want no scrubs. A scrub is a guy that think he's fine and is also known as a buster. Always talkin' about what he wants and just sits on his broke ass. But a scrub is checkin' me but his game is kinda weak and I know that he cannot approach me 'cause I'm lookin' like class and he's lookin' like trash. Can't get wit' no deadbeat ass. If you don't have a car and you're walking, oh yea son I'm talking to you. If you live at home wit' your momma, oh yes son I'm talking to you. If you have a shorty but you don't show love, oh yes son I'm talking to you. Wanna get with me with no money, oh no I don't want no scrub. See, if you can't spatially expand my horizons, then that leaves you in a class with scrubs never risin'. I don't find it surprisin' if you don't have the g's to please me and bounce from here to the coast of overseas. So, let me give you somethin' to think about. Inundate your mind with intentions to turn you out. Can't forget the focus on the picture in front of me. You as clear as DVD on digital TV screen. Satisfy my appetite with something spectacular, check your vernacular and then I get back to ya. With diamond like precision, insatiable is what I envision. Can't detect acquisition from your friend's expedition. Mr. Big Willy if you really wanna know, ask Chilli, could I be a silly ho. Not really, T-Boz and all my señoritas, is steppin' on your Filas but you don't hear me though. A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me. Hanging out the passenger side of his best friend's ride, trying to holler at me.