Ring The Alarm PT.5 (Terrible / Terrific Tuesday Edition)

It's time to ring the alarm!! during the ongoing storm O-Zone was the host of ideas running through his mind, he's trying to peep the perspective. 

Its Terrible / Terrific Tuesday! in Oakland some rode the Ghost Ship while rappers talked about ghost riding the whip;  so are constituents positive or negative? 

....That'll determine the outcome;  it could be interesting like Al Gore meeting the Trumps.

 How were we working it? we're trying to score like Oakland Raiders!!  we pull out the drum,  making sure that the beat thumps. 

How were we working it? ringing the alarm, even though jokers thought they played us!!  barking loud from bully pulpits and stumps...

How were we working it? ringing the alarm in these danger zones!!  we're exposing the schemes and plots,  but some say we act a fool with it!! it's Terrible / Terrific Tuesday not The HumpDay Extravaganza, but we still get over these humps...

Hunger Games Peacekeepers from Charlotte to North Charleston face no charges concerning Keith Lamont Scott and Walter Scott !!  strangers to these zones, playing the game to the fullest.

Hunger and thirst creeps up on us, providing fuel so we keep rolling even though the sport is complex:  fighting Clone Wars with  ice cold clones per the polar vortex?  please!! these Himalaya residents were representing to the fullest!! 

Players from the Himalayas were texting on cell phones, plus Clinton type e-mails were full of this and that!! is it all love? please!! any preferential treatment?

Ringing the alarm!! layers to the truth? complex or simple?  peeped the sense of purpose on this Terrible / Terrific Tuesday?  who's defeating it?

Ringing the alarm!! these players are coming with the next, treating you to it, adding my two cents after receiving pennies for my thoughts that are sometimes selected randomly..

Ringing the alarm!! these players are coming with the next, adding our two cents per these Sonic Assaults on this so called Terrible / Terrific Tuesday, but listening to Rose Royce;  did love abandon me?